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CHAPTER 10 : THE ALPHA’S THREAT
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The Kings Captive CHAPTER ELEVEN: FOR VERA
DEREK'S POV:The message emerged just as the first shaft of dawn filtered through the heavy clump of trees, casting a muted glow across the morning skies. I could hardly sleep and had spent most of the night, walking around the cramped room which had become my recluse since Vera had been taken by King Sylvester.A bell tolled in the distance, signaling the gathering of all inhabitants of Callahan county where the old low slung town hall building was located in the heart of the town.A nagging feeling welled up in my gut - another condition that has become prominent with the loss of Vera.The county hall was a dingy monument and a far cry of its historic past - a stark reminder of the nostalgic times in the North - Western Hemisphere. Life used to be easy and less stressful but in recent times the reverse has been the case.Approaching the hall, murmurs from its occupants were unmistakably evident. Whispers of "...Perry Moore's death..." and "...King Sylvester and his goons did it...
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 12: CONCOCTING A PLAN
Alone in my room, a deluge of thoughts on how to rescue Vera flooded my mind. Her face haunted my dreams and I was bound to undo the error I had caused.Suddenly there was an abrupt rap on my door. It was Amelia, her voice almost drowned by several other gruffy male voices.I paced to the door and peeped through the keyhole - the din beyond the door becoming awful."Open the door, Derek," Amelia snapped.Another guttural voice lashed out: "Derek, open the goddamn door!"I was chagrined by the wild shouting, prompting my response: "What is it? Have I done anything wrong?"Amelia yelled: "You abandoned me for some time now. How do I care for this pregnancy and our unborn baby?An infuriating and gritty voice retorted: "Open the door!"The banging on the door persisted.Hesitantly, I reached for the door latch, Amelia continued ranting. Obviously the outcome of the meeting at the town hall had done nothing to improve my reputation.Amelia’s words hit me, causing me to be sympathetic at m
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 13 ENTER RYAN MYER
"But this is not just about mere talk",said the only female among us named Kara. "If we are going to do it, we should be determined to do it"Kline's eyebrows furrowed, his thoughts engrossed on deliberations regarding the fight for survival against King Sylvester. "This meeting is apt judging by the events that have taken place across the three main counties within Los Angeles. We have continued to bear the brunt for years. It is now to come up with a plan to end King Sylvester's oppressive tendencies."The bald headed man named Spock Waldon who was seated close to me, intoned, his voice crisp and deep: "Earlier at the town hall meeting, a veteran recommended the deployment of a mole within King Sylvester's domicile. We need someone to volunteer in this regard.”As I listened to Spock, my mind drifted. A mole in King Sylvester’s castle? There was a sense of tension in the room, especially as eyes began roving between each other. Each person seated on the desk were trying to make wc
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 14 : RYANS GOLDEN NUGGETS
The opening of the door made me jolt suddenly.As I opened my eyes, I could see Lorna, arms akimbo and looking cross. She went into a tirade. "You are such a wild one, Vera. How could you think of escaping? You should consider yourself privileged for him to beg you to birth him an heir, even Queen Annalise finds it difficult to believe he is treating you nicely."Arms and legs were in chains once again. The attempted escape had prompted an extra level of vigilance among the personnel within the castle.My spirit was dampened by the failed escape attempt and I almost felt like dying. Lorna's words further exacerbated my hapless state and this saddened me greatly.I was stoic and my gaze dropped as Lorna rambled about the room, looking apprehensive. The chains jangled softly with every movement of mine, the sounds signaling my failed venture. I could feel the humid stone of the castle walls closing in on me, debilitating every ounce of energy in my system. Lorna suddenly halted, gasping
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 15 : THE GREAT SHIFT
The surging vehicles marked by the growling engines and squealing tyres sent me jolting out of my slumber. My eyes drifted quickly to the foggy window, the window pane illuminated by the shimmering headlight of the numerous vehicles that arrived on the extensive castle ground.With the chains scraping the floor, I paced to the window and glanced below at the vehicles that were static at the concourse.King Sylvester had disembarked, exuding an air of pride and arrogance as he watched two grim faced men dragged out from the storage bay of the van. They were in chains and looked battered.From my vantage point, there was a soft knock on the door to the room I watched the brazen spectacle below. Lorna's voice sounded from behind the doorway "It's time to go, Vera. The King wants you.”Soon the doors flung open, Lorna and some guards hurriedly walked in.. One of them immediately unlocked the chains that bound my wrist and ankle.With a curt hand gesture, they led me through a labyrinth of
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 16 : THE APPARITIONS PREMONITION
I was in a deep sleep, embroiled in a dream so real I could almost feel the coarse and grainy texture of the earth in my paws. My heart pounded in my ribcage as I charged forward, claws raised above my head and ready for a violent slash, the blood of my enemies soiling the battlefield. I was a wolf—a creature of power, fangs bared hideously in defiance against men who sought to bring me down. Their shrieks pervaded the air, but I was not frightened by them. I was their equal, if not their superior.A sudden silence ensuedA ghost—or, an apparition—appeared, levitating in mid air and Her grainy form gleamed despite my misty vision in the dream. She had no defined form save for her blond hair that flailed in the air just a vague silhouette, her voice was however lucid.The apparition said, its voice almost a whisper: "Do not fail to remember who you are. The change you desire is in your hands - never forget that.”Her words played like a recurring medley in my head as a jarring sound
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 17 : A TIMELY RESOLUTION
I was thrown into a poorly lit cell located in the basement of the castle. Watched by two armed guards, I sat on the only piece of furniture in the dingy space which was a bed, contemplating.I wondered how long I would remain here, looking depressed and gloomy. I recalled the events of the day. Disappointed but yet delighted I stood my ground against the Alpha King.Suddenly, I could hear the faint echo of footsteps coming from a distance. Curiosity piqued, I craned my head towards the direction of the footsteps and then Ryan Myers came to a halt to my cell. He expressed an indifferent face.Although I was glad to see him, I did not express it.The guards opened the bars, allowing him to walk into my cell where I sat, dejected.“I thought we had gotten over this ?” he said, his eyes fixed intently on me.I remained quiet, not uttering a word. I stared at him with a look of disdain.“You seen not to heed my advise. Even while fortune is smiling is at you, you have repeatedly defied yo
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 18 : A REVERSAL OF FORTUNE
Pushing the double glass doors open, I squinted through the dim lights of the pub. The air was thick with the acrid smell of stale ale and smoke that clouded the space like a boiler room.Ryan had promised to come but I had to be patient to catch a glimpse of him. It appeared he hated the spotlight.True to my expectation, he was huddled at a corner, concealed partially by the shadow. The areas surrounding his left arm and parts of his chest were captured by the poor light of the space.I made my way to his table and slid wordlessly by him.He glanced up at me, his eyes cold, calculating. Ryan wasn’t a friend—never had been. He was more like a shadow, always lurking, always knowing more than he should."Vera," he said, his voice low but sharp, "She’s in the King’s holding cell."I felt my chest tighten. The King wasn’t merciful. Anyone who defied him was met with punishment, and Vera… I knew she wouldn’t bow down, not even to save herself. The thought of what they might do to her claw
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