If a shattered soul had a face to it with eyes and a mouth and looked like us, it would be what I was looking at. Iliana walked out different from when she walked in.
Her dress strap hung on her shoulder and she sniffled and wiped her red nose as she walked back to the line. I gulped and tried not to stare but it was hard, her face was bright red and her eyes watery after the twenty minutes that had passed. I wanted to say ’I'm sorry’ but I doubted it’d make a difference or be close to enough for what she endured.
My stomach turned and I had been on the verge of throwing up since the door closed with Illiana the king alone in that room. The other girls were staring down at their feet, nobody had even a glimpse of joy on their faces anymore.
“Hazel, is it not?” Darian asked as he walked out from the room. Whilst he’d walking over my eyes immidietly go to the black leather belt wrapped tightly around his large hand, covering knuckles and folding as he closed his fingers. He rolled down the sleeves on his black dress shirt and the leather belt, rolled around his hand, reflected something under the light. I looked closer and noticed something on the golden clasp, something was smeared on metal and I saw the same splatter on his chest. The little that I could see from the two buttons he had left undone.
Holy shit.
I looked down when I placed the crimson liquid, swallowed the bile that was on its way up and forced out a, “yes, my king.”
He stood in front of me and buttoned his shirt. He slowly undid the belt from his hand and as he did I noticed the blood drying in the creases of his hand. I was careful, as careful as I could've been to not be caught staring but Darian noticed my eyes taking in the splatter for less than a second and I thought my heart would drop. I couldn't see his face but I saw Darian drag his finger over the dried splatter and bring the finger to his mouth where his lips closed above the ring and he sucked the blood clean from his skin.It wasn't any anger I saw on his face nor was there lust or contempt. It was just…emptiness. A hallow black hole with nothingness as a core.
“Hazel,” he didn't say it as a question or an opening. There was nothing that followed my name but how he said it- to hear my name spoken with a darkness so deep- had my blood freezing sending cold shocks trough my veins.
He moved to the girl who stood with her chest bare still and he watched her.
She did as she was told and then stood back.
It didn't make sense to me why some where kneeling and others were not. Was this some sort of screening where the King chose who would continue to the Hunt?
My nerves needed answers but it didn’t seem like I am going to get any from him. King Darian walked to the door located behind us. The screening seemed to be done and I was standing along with three other girls; Iliana, Liv and Caitlyn.
King Darian left and Liv quickly took out the gloss she has hidden between her breast; puffing a breath and thanking the gods that it wasn't her dress he ripped.
A natural cherry pink sparkled on her lips as she dragged the brush across in a haste. She hurried to put it away but I knew that if anyone noticed- wether it be an Alpha or Lady Hale- Liv would be in trouble.
Everything was planed to t when it came to the control they held over the people.
Humans and werewolves were believed to be vastly different where the humans were inferior to us. But one thing we all agreed on was that the Council was not to be messed with. It was them and the Lycan King, the only two entities that could cause fear in the bravest soldier.
There was a tale we were told when we were young about the castle that the Lycan King and his ancestors before him resided in- the tale spoke of the castle growing on top of the bones and ashes of the burnt villagers that once occupied the land. The villagers- the humans.
The door opened with a shriek and a gust of wind pulled in and swept around our barely covered bodies. Lady Hale stepped inside with captain Tala- stiff like a soldier but swifter than a fly- by her side. They walked across the room, their eyes scanning us girls carefully before landing on Iliana who was shivering as she stood staring at the floor. Her body was weak and trembling and her skin had red patches that were loosely covered by the sheer fabric of her white dress.
The raggedy door screeched painfully as it opened and behind it was yet another- thicker and steadier- door in metal. The key entered into the three different locks and with each was a new sound that made me flinch when Lady Hale turned it each time.
Rotting flesh and tear inducing odors were left behind when the door slowly pushed open to reveal the rest of the house. The part where the men gathered.
Red colored walls and golden linings that painted on the candelabras while the fire roared in the pit. The ambrosial smell nearly had me falling voer, it wasn’t at all the smells we had been forced to suffer through for the past hours.
Wasn’t this the perfect depiction of our societal norms though? Our Alphas, leaders, with a drink in hand sitting by the fire or watching through the panorama window while we’re stuck in sweat and decay waiting to be judged and hunted.
I gritted my teeth to dust and tried- I really did- to remain calm.
We were all instructed to move through the door and the girls who were kneeling slowly stood up on Talas orders.We were given no further instructions other than the subtle gesture to move into the adjoining room. I felt the warmth of being watch instantly, a pair of yellow eyes followed me from the corner in the room, making me stand back and hold up the line- not something you want to do in a room full of teatestorne-filled male wolves. They were like starving animals who saw meat hanging on a stick in a tree, if you got in their way you could be their next meal. Clenched jaws and grunts had me speed up and I saw one of the alphas glaring at Liv while she made eyes at the Alpha behind him. He fixed himself on the sofa, the leather scrunched under the wright of an alpha who joined them on the couch. The trembles from my wolf indicated the massive power of dominance we had been plucked down in. This was was the honorable tradition- the many years we spent being groomed to partake in
The lust in their eyes was deeper than the depths of the Atlantic and they made no attempt to hide it. Dark eyes swirling with blackened strings portraying love when in actuality they all wanted the flesh and not the feelings.His hand came down hard on her ass and the yelp that left her lips had my jaw clenching tighter. “You have to meet them,” Iliana rasped out. Her hoarse voice was shaking and she took careful steps out into the large room; she was limping as though each step hurt her.I had to meet the alphas. I shouldn't be staring- I knew that was what she meant. But I couldn't stop looking at Liv and wondering if I should intervene.“And do what? You alone up against a room full of alphas?” Trixy spat.“They’re gonna- they’re using her,”“Look around, Hazel. You’re all being used! it’s the fait of the game, you’re nothin more than puppets to them and us wolves your faithful servants who in the minds of these alphas are no match to their power,”The alphas looked at Iliana and
The warning from alpha Emanuel was loud and mixing with the sound of her ass slapping down on the Alpha’s lap and her moans which fell into mewing when he twisted her nipple between his fingers.The other Alphas line up and get ready for the turn with her, relishing in the fact that she had broken a rule and they now get to reap the consequents.I moved away from Emanuel and chugged what is left in the glass. Iliana was rubbing up against another Alpha, she seemed to be doing much better or maybe she’s faking it like I am. Emmanuel brings the bottle, his face void of emotion as he filled my glass and took a gulp from the bottle before quelling into his hand.The smell of sex filled the air and I could tell it set all of the Alphas on edge. I looked around for the those yellow eyes that watched me when I came in but they were gone. I saw them in that corner under the old clock. It was the only corner where the light from the fire and the lamp didn't reach. If I touched my face I could
I ran- I ran as fast and as far as I could without shifting and letting Trixy take over. I was still faster than a human but slower than an Alpha and by my counting I only had three minutes of running before they were unleashed and sent after us. All of the girls scattered, running in different directions and exploring various edges of the forest. I tried to see what was in front of me or hear anything that would take me to the nearest road but I couldn't- I couldn't even hear the other girls so I just ran. My bare feet were cut on rocks and sticks poked into my heel but the worst was the thorns from the veining branches that stabbed into the soles of my feet and wraped around my ankles; I hissed as part of my skin was cut off and left behind. Branches on trees and wild grown bushes slapped me in the face when I ran through them.The moon was my only source of light but covered by the red shadow it did little to help show me a path through the forest. With every drop of blood that st
Dom just needed to lean in a little closer, get cocky and make one faulty move where his neck wasn't guarded. I clenched my fingers around the rock and felt the scrapes burning on my skin.Come on, lean in, mark me you piece of shitHis yellow eyes leered on mine and it felt like an eternity passed by the time he leaned down to my bared neck. The breath got caught in my throat, I tightened my fingers around the rock and tried to control the tremors in my arms but I was shaking in his grip.I took a breath, pushed past the blockage and tensed when I felt his canines sharp against my skin, scraping away the top layer as he teased before the bite. A gasp left my lips and I watched his neck. Just as I raised my arm and prepared to jab him with the rock and make a run for it, he was ripped away from me and tossed against the tree. My arm jerked out when he was forced to release his grip and the rock fell from my hand. The men rumbled on the ground, one rolling over the other as snarls
When I heard the eight girl being marked I stoped and leaned against a tree. My feet were covered in wounds, big sores opened up on my soles and when I looked over my shoulder I could see the trace of blood that I had left behind. The pain when I picked out the sticks and rocks and the thorns from the goddamn vines was excruciating.Trixy was tired and hungry and I was down on my last ounces on internal energy supplies.I was preying that they all stayed busy with the other girls and left me be. The last hour counted down and it was the only thing I needed to get through this.I couldn't hear them so that was a good sign. As long as no grunting big shadow showed up, I would make it to the end of the Hunt. Oh to be so lucky.My head rested against soft pile of leaves on the tree behind me and I laughed through the pain.My legs felt like jello and my stomach was louder than any Alpha could ever be, it wanted food- I needed food. There had to be something around here that was eatabl
I touched the mark that Emanuel so insensitively put on my body. A forever type of mark, tying me to him for all eternity.I was his now.An Alpha could, and often chose, to have multiple chosen mates- some even took mistresses on the side but they weren't marked and would never step out from the shadows with the Alpha. It was something they agreed upon before the affair ever began. A girl, however, could have only one mark on her body and therefor only one mate. Til this day I have yet to hear of an Alpha that has only one mate- wether chosen or destined. To find your destined mate was rare, many believed it was just a myth, but I've heard of instances where they really have found their destined mates and forsaken all other desires for that one person. Never had I heard it happen to an Alpha though. They much preferred the rows of women at their disposal and it was normal for us, it was nothing you frowned upon or batted your eyes at.My Alpha back home, Cristian, took his fourth las
What change of plans could have Lady Hale smiling like that? There had never been a change of plan, not for the hundred plus years that the Hunt had existed.That smile was throwing me of but the fact that she kept watching me gave me the creeps.“What change?” Emanuel asked and stepped back to me. King Darian was approaching, even the Alphas cowered from the aura rolling of him in waves but Emanuel was marking his territory, something I thought his mark on my neck already did. Iliana took a step out from against the wall where she stood observing everything from a dsitance but I shook my head to keep her put, if she interfered then only the gods knew what would happen to her. She might not have an Alpha but she can return home and live on in peace- as long as she gets of here without anymore altercations. I won’t let her be harmed again because of me. “The rules state that the King gets first pick and King Darian has chosen,” Lady Hale informed.Darian was getting close, his eyes