INFAMOUS TYRANT

AMAYA'S POV 

I didn't know for how long I had been in the dungeon but by the time I realised it, the men had dozed off and their snoring almost drove me crazy. 

I sat at the extreme edge of the cell. My legs had fallen asleep and pinched. I tried to get up to stretch when the guards came and started to drag me out. 

“Where are you taking me to?!”

I was dragged back into the very last same room I saw. As I was being led in, Lucius dismissed the elders. One was staring at me lustfully as they walked off. It took me a big restraint to not spat on his fat slagged face.

I wondered why he brought me out. I was never giving in to his demands. 

He waited until the elders were all gone and we were left alone in the room. 

“Have you changed your mind?”

“Never,” I gritted. Where my boldness came from baffled me. But the thought of having his lustful tyrant hands on me disgusted me. I knew my refusal to his demands could land me in serious trouble. I was afraid of death and most importantly I was afraid of the sadness that came with rejecting your mate bond but then I was more afraid of yielding to his arrogant demand. 

“Oh, you haven't changed your mind. I believe more hours in my dungeon will change your mind.”

“No… get away from me!” 

I was wriggling away from the guards that were dragging me back to the dungeon when another guard dashed in. 

“Alpha Damian is here and he is causing trouble. He is beating up the guards. What should we do?” the guard announced. 

Alpha Damian? The most tyrant of them all. 

I noticed instantly how Lucius' eyes changed. Understandable. No one ever wanted to be in the same space with Damian. He was that notorious. 

“You are asking me what to do?” Lucius stomped his legs on the guard and that one groaned. 

“Get out ! Bastards! Morons!” he barked, then turned to the guards supposed to be leading me back to the cell and ordered they take me away. 

“Let me go!” I continued to yell. 

He spun at me angrily. “You have refused to take my orders. I am only giving you this chance for our bond sake. Now don't push me. Take her back to the dungeon and don't feed her until I say so!”

The beta seemed to be irritated with my resistance and came to help drag me to the dungeon. 

“Wait…stop there.”

There was a voice from the hallway by my right but due to the guards gripping my arms I couldn't see who the voice belonged to. The guards stopped. I heard heavy thuds aiming towards me and I struggled for a moment to figure out who it could be. 

Then came the voice, “Raise your face.”

I didn't realise when the figure stopped in my front but I heard him speak. 

My face was lowered and my eyes rested on black shiny boots. My chest was pounding. That ominous voice. It was never familiar but something about it felt like terror. 

And then it clicked. Alpha Damian of Craven Pack! The cruellest of all Alphas I had ever heard of. His wickedness renewed every new day and was worse than the previous. He did things that trembled even prominent Alphas. People reported that sometimes he killed one when he didn't like their smell or hated their walking steps. He dished out orders to kill like they were nothing. The only Alpha known to have conquered many packs while leading the war front by himself.

I felt the chill creep up my skin. Honestly I would prefer being punished under the hands of Lucius than falling into the hands of a monster like Damian. 

“Didn't you hear the man? Raise your bitchy face–”

I heard a sharp groan and that had me staring up immediately to see the Beta that was gripping me seconds ago struggling to catch his breath as Damian's fingers curled around his neck. 

“Allow her,” Damian said calmly and when he glanced at me our eyes hooked. Deep, black, eerie and yet a strange warmth that had my wolf kick. Two contrasting feelings. I wasn't one to cower in front of Alphas but the aura around him was deafening and I quickly stared down again. 

“Step away from her,” he ordered my captors “And you, keep your soft hands to yourself.”

He must be referring to the beta because I heard his angry foot slam. Saying one had a soft hand in the pack was like an insult. It showed you were a weakling.

“No, you step away from her!” Lucius' voice rumbled. At this point looking down was inevitable. The two dangerous Alpha was about to have a face off and I was in the middle of it. 

Dear moon goddess, save me. 

“You are the one that should step away from her!” Lucius growled. “Take what my elders and I have agreed to offer you and leave.”

Damian laughed. His laugh was deep and surprisingly nice to hear. How could anyone with that kind of smile be that wicked?

“You want to pacify my anger with some servants and slaves? What would your weakies do for me huh? Be more creative, Lucius. I have enough of those. You know what, I will have her.”

I must have heard wrong as my head lifted and I looked from Lucius to Damian in confusion. And in one flash, all the news I heard about Damian reared up in my head. My head suddenly began to ache. I squeezed my eyes shut. I had to escape now. This was my chance. 

In the background, Lucius’s voice boomed. “She is my mate– sex mate precisely. You can't have her.”

“Her and the servants and slaves.”

“Her. No servants and slaves.”

“Don't be greedy. I'm making things easy for you. You think those warriors of yours will survive my wrath?”

“If you want her then no warriors and no slaves or servants. Otherwise…”

Lucius came by my side and started to touch my face. It was hard not to understand what was going down.

“You are threatening me with her?”

“It seems you truly want to have some of her honey pot…”

“Fine.”

“Thank you for not being entirely useless,” Lucius whispered into my ears. 

“I, Lucius, reject you as my mate with no regrets. She is all yours,” he added, smacking his mouth. 

Funny, isn't it. I was present in my own sell off by my own mate to a cruel Alpha. my head imagined a thousand things in split seconds. What would he do with me? The thought of it sent shivers down my spine. 

All the stories I had heard of the many possible horrible things he could do to me chose that time to rear up in my head in the most horrifying ways.