Cassandra POV
“What's so special in her?”
His voice was rough, dominating, and powerful. It made me feel weak in my knees instantly.
“Your Grace, she is the Princess of the Reges Empire,” The slave master said.
“Was,”
He corrected him, looking offended.
“Yes Your Grace, but she is denying to accept slavery,”
He stood up suddenly and walked a little closer to me.
My heartbeats raced insanely as he stood closer to me. He was so much taller than me that I could hardly reach up to his shoulder. I tilted my head backward to meet my eyes with him. Slowly his fingers touched the strands of my hair tucking them behind my ear.
“The slaves do not have the authority to accept or object. They just do what their master says,” His lips moved in sync and my stomach fluttered. God knew what kind of feeling this was. I never felt it. It was like his aura was killing me in a different way.
The people in the hall laughed.
“On your knees,”
His hot and slow voice ordered and I felt knots in my stomach. I blinked nervously.
“His highness ordered you to be on your knees, right now,” The slave master interrupted with an egoistic tone.
I broke the gaze, shaking my head in a ‘No’.
“You are his butler, not me. I am a goddamn Princess,” My voice was slow but enough to highlight my challenge and I did mean it.
He could have killed my brother and won the Empire but I had not accepted my loss yet.
The people laughed again.
Inside, I was feeling hell frightened but in no condition, I was going to get myself insulted like this. Sitting on my knees in front of him would mean the complete loss of my Empire. I would prefer to be in jail, punishment, or death but not this.
“Seems like you need to be taught how whore behaves,” The slave master said and turned me to him. His hand reached to the hem of my dress on the shoulder and tried to tear it. It got ripped in the front and almost made my left breast available for everyone to spectate. I quickly hid it with my hand.
And my blood boiled and before he could tear more. My hand reached to the waist of the king, pulling out the dagger from its sheath and I passed it through his fingers.
He screamed with pain and the blood stuck to my clothes and skin a little. He fell on his knees holding his hand but then his eyes darted to me with anger. His eyes again changed colors and I saw his sharp canines again.
I was scared to death and took a few steps backward.
I screamed when his fingers turned into claws with sharp nails. Hair grew on his body all of sudden. His skin was changing with some fur brown color. His size also grew and I could hear the breaking of bones.
I cried, and my back hit King’s chest.
“Oh my God!,” I was scared to hell.
What the hell was happening?
Suddenly the loud and powerful growl traveled down my ear and I shivered. The man turned into an animal in front of me. I remember he was the slave master a few moments ago but now he was a big dog or maybe a wolf.
“Pleas...please… leave me,”
I begged.
He growled again and almost jumped over me. His face was close to mine. His eyes burned with anger and my tears fell continuously from my eyes.
“I am sorry,”
I cried, even more, my fingers unknowingly gripping the King's apparel.
Suddenly, the wolf growls even more and almost jumped over me. I fell to the ground. He put his paw on my stomach and I screamed.
The volcano of tears burst as I saw the horrifying creature in front of me.
His face came closer to eat me and suddenly.
"Stop,"
The heart-wrecking sound was heard by everyone and I shivered.
But, the animal's eyes were intense and scary as hell. My lips trembled insanely and I felt unbearable pain in my stomach as his sharp nails dug into my skin a little.
I screamed.
"Beta Lucas,"
I noticed the King's voice.
I shut my eyes close as I was able to feel my death around. I remembered my brother, and my life from starting to till now. The flashes of my beautiful and hard moments played in front of me. And then suddenly, one more big animal's growl made me insanely scared.
My sight fell on another and bigger animal, a wolf, of dark brown color. He ran and instantly attacked the other wolf. I crawled to the feet of the king excusing myself.
The flood of tears made my face warm, my lips were swollen, and scared.
I looked at those two big dogs fighting each other, the dark brown one dominating the other as he bit his neck.
The crowd was insane, laughing and enjoying it.
Where the hell was I? And what kind of people they were? I looked at my skin and flowing red blood doubting if I was alive or if this was hell. You know the program that happens after death.
The other wolf looked tired and exhausted after the fight. He crawled on his back and growled in pain. His bones again broke and reconstructed into a human being. He was bleeding and his stark naked body came into my vision.
I moved my gaze instantly to the King who said.
"Heal yourself,"
I tried to stand up on my legs again. But, my stomach was bleeding and it was painful as hell. My heartbeats were getting slow.
Holding the clothes of the king, I balanced myself to stand.
"Thank you,"
I tried to say.
My eyes met him. Those deep oceans seem unaffected by whatever happened. As if he was familiar and aware of all this.
Now, one thing was for sure. These people weren't normal. These people were powerful beyond what I could imagine. And I was in deep trouble.
I felt his hand close to my chin. He brushed my lips lightly with his thumb and I felt goosebumps. I blinked nervously.
"What's your name?" His cold voice traveled down my ear.
The moment his lips moved to say those few words. My heartbeats raced insanely. It was like, I couldn't take my eyes off of those slightly dark red lips and his glowing bright skin. He looked extremely dangerous like that. A tall, white man with devilish features and in all-black attire. His aura was darker than Black and bolder than coal.
"What's your name? Slave?"
"Cassandra Reges and I ain't a Slave. I am the Princess of Reges," I felt slightly offended by that word.
He brushed my lips softly.
"But, there is no Kingdom now, so you aren't a princess anymore, dear," his voice was slow and convincing, enough to make me agree even in a fraction of a moment.
"There is a Kingdom. The Reges Kingdom, until I am alive," I challenged him.
"How old are you?"
"About to be eighteen soon," I told proudly.
"Seems like your brain is still childish. I won't let anyone kill you until you say that this kingdom belongs to King Ryan Castro yourself. Till then, you are completely safe from other men but me. Sleep tight, one last time, and from tomorrow onwards learn how to keep a King happy. I am making you my slave because I would love to see your fierceness getting killed slowly and slowly," his voice slowly audible to me only but enough to race my heartbeats insanely. It did affect me two-sided. One was fear and the other was a challenge.
"You cannot break me," I stated.
Tears rolled down my eyes, even more, feeling pain in my stomach.
He leaned in closer to my ear and muttered.
"I will and trust me, I like to fuck in the most uncomfortable positions,"
Suddenly, my weakened knees refused to stand more. My trembling fingers held his clothes tightly and before I could process clearly what he said, I fell to the ground, unconscious.
Ryan POV I looked at the unconscious body of that fragile girl. Her eyes were closed, seems dead already. Her small stomach was bleeding and her face was getting even brighter with the loss of blood. This was the first time when my gaze was locked on someone. Her dark red hair got me attracted. It was long and wavy with great volume. Her eyelashes were long and whenever she blinked, it did something inside me. Her eyes were mesmerizing as if I saw them. It felt like I knew her, like from a very long ago. It was a familiar feeling. “Your Grace, she is bleeding,” a slave caught my attention. I came out of the chain of thoughts instantly. “Lucas, heal her,” I ordered my Beta. Yes, we were werewolves. The one who was known to exist even before the origin of human beings. Our ancestor Lycaon was known to be a servant of Lord Zeus, The Lord of the Gods. But one day, he served Lord Zeus food made of human flesh and he got angry. His anger turned to peak and he turned Lycaon into a wolf.
Cassandra POV I could feel thunder inside me. His hold on my neck was dangerous. The strokes he made on my neck made me feel weak, submitted to him. My lashes weakened to stay open and meet his dark gaze. But, his threatening words took me to a disastrous night of mine. The blood rushed into my body and I felt myself shivering under him. "Please, I am begging you. Don't do this to me. Kill me instead. I promise I won't say a word. You already have Killed my brother. Please… I have no one to share my life with. Please, it would be easy for you… please kill me," I begged. The flashes of whatever happened that night and then the dead body of my brother haunted me. The tears erupted in my eyes. His eyebrows thinned His hand moved to my cheek from my neck and I shivered. "Please," I did not want that to happen to me again. Since that incident, my brother always took care of me and never allowed any man or any talk about a man close to me. "You look so beautiful while begging,"
Cassandra POVI was melting under him like butter. I didn't know why there was so much attraction and familiar feeling with him. It was like I was longing for his touch from inception."Do you even understand what this means?"He feathered my red blushed cheeks.I shook my head in a no.Honestly, I didn't know the precise meaning of it. But, all I could guess was this meant something dangerous and wrong. And from all sense, I had lost my sanity from him.Suddenly, his fingers pinched my bud a little harder and I shivered."I would love to
Ryan POVMy fingers move in her long dark hair. Her eyes were closed and head peacefully lying over my chest as we were in the middle of the dense forest somewhere. I didn't know how she looked nor knew who she was but the feeling was as usual and beautiful.The environment around us seemed dark and I was slowly feathering her hair. It was like I knew her from ever since. It was like she was my home and the medicine of all my pain.The pain, which I was feeling for decades. The pain of inability, the pain of being abnormal, the pain of being weak even being the most powerful one. The pain of not being able to find my loved one. The one with whom I could share all my secrets and things that I never revealed.Suddenly, I felt someone disturbing us. The vision before my eyes broke and the darkness filled in it.My dream broke as I opened my eyes and laid them on the same stupid girl.I jerked her hand off my forehead before she could figure out
Cassandra POV"Can you bring my brother back?"There was complete silence between us after that.I didn't know what came to my mind when I asked him. He was the orderer of my brother's murder by his Butlers and I was falling for him.Even after knowing all the circumstances, my heartfelt pain when I saw the hurt on his face. This was immensely shocking and strange for me.Why the hell do I feel that way looking at him in pain?“No one can, He is dead and trusts me he deserved it,”He said with a stiff face and I looked at him with shock.“He didn't deserve it, you do,” I screamed and shivered.He took a deep breath and stood up from the bed.“I do not owe you any explanation,” He stated and walked forward to me.I felt angry all of sudden. My nerves started burning and all I wanted was to kill him right away. My cheeks turned hot along with my skin and I roared.“Murderers don't hav
Cassandra POVHis longest finger was drawing soft but impactful strokes down on my core. Resulting in an increase in my heartbeats and impatience. My fingers fisting his wrist tightly as I felt my stomach stretching and some kind of longing for a release.My mouth hung open, eyelids wrinkled with the shut vision.“Ryan, Pleaseeeeeeee,”I breathed near his ear and to increase my impatience for the growing sensations, he grabbed my neck stable with the other hand. I felt caged and unable to move anymore.My toes rolled and my body stretched in his lap. I could feel him smiling devilishly.There was a collection of wetness between my thighs and I could feel more liquid on the way. I didn't know what he was doing and what was happening to me. But, right now all I wanted was to get rid of this loneliness and the relief from the wetness stuck in me."Will you ever dare to speak in a loud voice?" He questioned with authority and smirk.My
Cassandra POVReaching my room, I sat patiently on my bed. My roommate was still having her lunch and I was pretending to have mine.My genius brain was continuously laughing at the fool proof plan I made. First, I had to find a secret letter template for information. Then, I had to find out the letter deliverer of our Kingdom. As much as I knew, she was also enslaved along with us.Then, I had to send the letter.But, the problem was that I didn't know where we actually were. This place was in the middle of the high sea and I didnt even know which sea it was. I couldn't even ask anyone because if they get suspicious of me. Then, I would be sliced into pieces first then fed to the fishes.&
Ryan POV “I need you, Princess,” And I really mean it. Knowing about her from my secret informer, I could see a ray of hope in her. She was born and brought up by the most powerful witch, her grandmother. And, I wanted her to break the curse that Moon Goddess gave me. The war was close and our army was still unprepared and this curse was our biggest weakness. I needed to break it. She thinned her eyebrows and shook her head lightly while saying. “I didn't get you,” I took a deep breath as I realised she needed time to