Becoming His Tool

Loiret could feel her legs wobbling and her insides melting. Definitely not for the reasons of pleasure or excitement but because of fear.

The man she had just stepped to, the same man she had spent the previous night with was the same man whose words had killed a number of wolves right at the spot.

It was now that she understood why she had felt power and authority emanating from every word he spoke. This man in front of her wasn't just a casual man. He was the infamous devil's son and the infamous lycan King as well!

Everything about this man screamed death, blood and darkness. She could feel his powerful aura mixed with intimidation that seemed to be trying to force her to her knees.

"Stay away from him, Loiret." Alpha Daniel said weakly.

"Please spare his life." Loiret crashed to her knees.

"Get back on your feet." Zayne ordered.

"Please let me..."

"Get back on your fucking feet, Loiret." Zayne growled and Loiret could not believe how quickly she got back on her feet.

Zayne looked closely at her and for a second it felt like he had seen those beautiful eyes before, not last night but a long time ago, before he was banished from this goddamned Pack. Those eyes looked a lot like those of the little girl in his memories but Zayne was sure it could not be her.

"Please spare him and kill me instead!" Loiret cried out. She could not watch the only person who treated her like she was something just die in front of her.

Loiret would rather be the one to die. After all, she had no use to her family and to her Pack. She would become even much more useless, totally useless if Alpha Daniel died.

"And why do you think you are worth being killed by me?" Zayne asked and Loiret bit down hard on her lips, gripping her dress tightly.

"P-please, I am not worthy but please..."

"You bitch! I am sure you brought this to us and..." Someone spoke from the crowd.

"Don't kill her. Bring her over here." Zayne ordered and the girl who said the words was brought out.

Loiret recognized her immediately. The trainer who had spiked her drink the previous night.

"Do you hate her?" Zayne asked the trainer.

"Yes, I do" she replied boldly even though her voice shook.

"Go ahead and tell this disturbance how much you hate her" Zayne gave her the permission and she turned to face Loiret.

"You slimy bitch. It's no surprise you were..."

There was a snap and she dropped to the floor. Zayne had snapped her head off totally and still yet this man seemed totally unaffected as he dropped the bloody, blonde head to the floor beside the body.

"Kill every blonde here." He ordered and Loiret's eyes widened. How could someone be so full of evil and darkness? How could he order deaths so brutally?

Loiret gripped her dress even more tightly and shut her eyes, hearing the screams, howls and growls as the blondes in the room were eliminated. She was now certain that this beast of a man in front of her was going to kill her too.

"So you were saying?" Zayne asked Loiret, expecting her to cower away already.

"I... I was saying you should please spare Alpha Daniel." She instead repeated her words.

"Don't touch her, Zayne." Daniel pleaded feebly and Zayne felt more intrigued.

Apart from the fact that this petite woman had been in his arms all night with the sweetest moans and the sweetest mouth for his cock, Daniel also seemed interested in this woman.

"I will spare the life of this little bastard." Zayne smirked.

"But I will have you instead."

"You can do it. You can kill me." Loiret replied without the slightest hesitation and Zayne wondered how much she loved Daniel to want to die for him without hesitation.

Love?? Zayne believed strongly that love was not a real thing. There was hatred, there was lust and there was desire but there was no such thing as love. And right now, he felt lust for the woman in front of him and yet he felt intrigued by her. Why would a virgin have thrown herself onto him? Why did her arousal get him aroused too? And why did he not feel the urge to see her in a pool of her blood like he usually did while with others? And why did her eyes look so familiar? And the fact that Daniel was also interested in her just made this a lot more better.

Zayne concluded that he wanted her.

"No, Loiret. Don't." Alpha Daniel groaned.

"I will take you alive and I will keep him alive" Zayne let go of Daniel, making him fall to the floor with a heavy thud.

He took three steps towards the shuddering Loiret.

"Look up, at me." he said to her and Loiret slowly raised her head up to look at him, fear clouding her totally.

It was taking everything in her not to crumble down to her knees.

Zayne reached his right hand to her face and held her jaw lightly, making her look at his eyes.

"You listened better last night." he mumbled inaudibly.

"Your names?" He asked, his voice impatient this time.

"Loiretta Visterio."

"From now on, Loiretta Visterio, you will belong to me. You will be mine and I will use you in whatever way I please. You will be a tool whenever I want you to be one. You will become nothing more than a possession to me in exchange for sparing the life of this weak bastard and the few lives left in the Pack" he proposed and from his words, Loiret knew that the entire Pack was under attack right now.

The painful shrieks and growls and the distant explosions she had been hearing was the Pack being ruined. She wondered if her family was on the battlefield right now or if they were all dead in the war already. Even though they never showed her love, she still hoped that they would still be alive. If she could save the Pack and family that never cared about her, Loiret wanted to do it so she nodded, a few tears streaming down her cheeks.

Zayne gulped down hard. Something in him didn't like her tears and that was weird. He derived pleasure in seeing and hearing others cry so much that there was a rumor that he never had a good night sleep without hearing listening to people crying in pains.

"I want your words, Loiret. As soon as you say the words, it will be a vow to me, the devil king Zayne and the day you try to break free from me will be the day you lose your life so, give me those words, Loiret." Zayne demanded, his deep, powerful and intimidating voice didn't waiver even one tiny bit and nor did the dark look on his face change a tiny bit.

Loiret sniffed back tears and steadied her breath a bit before saying the words that would sell her out to the beastly man in front of her.

"I, Loiret Visterio agree to become your tool and your possession from now on. To be used by your majesty and be discarded when you deem fit."