Lusia Kiara was the most annoying person I’ve ever met, but seeing her at the hands of King Dane was something I couldn’t bring myself to watch. He was going to kill her. I realized this when he tore off the shirt from his body. The buttons flew across the hallway, some falling on me. He was furious with Kiara which scared me. And so when I watched him grab her and slam her against the wall, I flinched in fright. Kiara groaned in pain and tried to wriggle free from Dane’s strong grip but it was of no use. He was strong and wasn’t going to let go. Through the dimly lit hallway, I could see his face reddened with anger, and his icy blue eyes cold and expressionless. He was going to kill her. I sat up, clutching the shirt he had used to wrap me, hoping that it would conceal my nakedness. I watched Dane grab onto her neck and saw that Kiara was slowly passing out. My heart was thumping hard against my chest. I couldn't watch him hurt Kiara. I wouldn’t forgive myself. If I watched him
DaneI was happy when the door shut behind me. Kiara’s voice was gone, but there was a feeling still lingering in me. The feeling of rage. Her last words troubled me and at the same time, I wanted to make her take back those words she had spoken. But that would prove to be more difficult than I could tell. I was still holding Lusia’s naked body in my arms as I walked to her bed. She had bitten me and my reflex action was to kick her away. At that time, I didn’t know that it was her. I was lost in my thoughts. She had saved Kiara and I wondered why. Why would she choose to save someone that hated her so much? Why should she choose to save someone like Kiara who was impossible to tame? Lusia was full of surprises. She had refused to answer my question and I didn’t want to press on. I wasn’t going to trouble her until she got the rest she deserved. I placed her on the bed and she sat on it slowly. My eyes fell on her breasts and her nipples were pointed. It made me wonder if she was st
DaneLusia was staring at me in shock as I grabbed her throat. Her large hazel eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets. I was filled with rage and hadn’t realized that I could kill her yet. It was the same thing that happened with Kiara. But I could never treat Lusia that way. I promised myself that I wouldn’t torture her tonight but here I was doing exactly that. My wolf was growling, stirring in rage and I couldn’t understand why. She had mentioned Kiara. I hated that she assumed I was a bad person to Kiara when that wasn’t the case. There were things about Kiara that she didn’t know and I didn’t want her to. She was my plaything. There was no need to try to involve her in my personal life. But then, I managed to suppress my wolf and my anger washed away. I let go of her neck and took a step backward. Lusia grabbed her neck and began coughing hard as she tried to breathe. I couldn’t believe what I did. My wolf had made me hurt her. I felt so stupid and angr
DaneI pulled out a pair of cuffs from my back pockets and cuffed her hands. When I had taken them from my playroom on my way here, I was hoping that I would use them for something different. Not cuffing her for going against me. I couldn’t understand why she had done that. It was like she had read my mind and saw that I was still mad at her for masturbating. Honestly, I was, but I wasn’t going to make it a big deal. Maybe she had panicked and did something as insensitive as this. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I asked letting go of her cuffed hands. “Are you crazy?”She didn’t answer me. The smell of the blood on her fingers filled my nose. The familiar smell of a rusty nail irked me. I placed her hands in her lap and pushed the tray towards me. I was going to make sure that she ate everything. She stared at me in surprise as I scooped the food and brought the spoon to her face. Her lips were tightened as she looked at me. “Open up,” I ordered. Sensing that she didn’
DaneThe bathroom door creaked open and Kiara stepped out of it, closing the door slowly behind her. She hadn’t seemed to notice that I was in the room. I was back on the armchair with my hand resting on my chin as I waited for her to get out of the bathroom. It had taken time, but she was finally out. I didn’t blame her. She was probably washing Elias’s semen off her skin. She froze for a split second when she turned around and saw me seated quietly at one corner of the room. She had a towel wrapped around her and she held the edge as she leaned against the bathroom door. Her long wavy brown hair was wet and stuck to her pale skin. Her brown eyes were filled with fear as she stared at me. The second, she sighed and shook her head stepping into the room. I looked at her completely baffled. She had found her confidence all of a sudden. She walked past me and headed to the bed. I kept my eyes on her watching her every move. “What are you doing here?” She asked as she touched the fab
DaneTobias was trembling as he stared at me. He was gripping the towel that was hanging loosely from his waist and I prayed silently that it wouldn’t slip off his hands. I wasn’t ready to see what he had in his grouch. My teeth were clenched and I was thinking of what I would do to him. I could kill him right now and hang his dead body at the first gate which he was supposed to be guarding for every other guard to see that they shouldn’t mess with me. But that would be too brutal and the council wouldn't approve of that. Elias was lucky to get away when I was still in a good mood. Tobias was the unlucky one. He was going to pay for what he had done. “Aren’t you supposed to be guarding the first gate?” I asked with a raised eyebrow as I made my way towards him. He was trembling, pushing backward until his body touched the wall. When he realized that there was no place he could run to anymore, he leaned backward and resigned to his fate. “I—I was, your majesty,” he said stuttering,
DaneTristan.I stared at him in rage. What was he doing here? I hadn’t seen him in a long time. The last time we spoke was two months ago. He had set out on a solo journey and I hadn’t communicated with him ever since. And now he was here, standing at the doorway of the room I kept Lusia. Lusia stirred on the bed behind me with a sigh. The memory of me jacking at Lusia’s feet crowded my mind. Had they watched that? I didn’t think so. But I didn't hear the door when it opened. There was a possibility they saw that. I was angered by that. How dare they come in here? Who gave them the permission to watch me? I was furious. My eyes went to Kiara. Of course, she was the one that brought him. I cleared my mind, clenched my jaws, and kept a straight face. “Tristan. What the hell are you doing here?” I asked. He was staring at me in shock with his arms folded. Kiara, who was standing before me, had a smile on her face. She seemed to be enjoying this. There was no doubt in my mind that sh
Kiara I walked out of the courthouse with a smile on my face. Everything was going according to plan. I was surprised that it worked out just the way I had planned it. Things would have run out of control. Dane had snapped and almost took Tristan’s head off. But that didn’t matter. I was going to finish what I started before he figured it out. While I was being locked up in the bathroom, I realized that it was time for me to act. If I kept wasting time, I was going to regret it later on. And I almost did. But that act from Dane had driven me into action. I realized that he was not going to let me go if I ever did something to Lusia. So the best way to get back at them was to attack him first. Breaking out of the bathroom, I rushed out to the Elders of the council to report him. And on my way back, I found Tristan. He had been away for about two months. When I told him about what Dane was doing, it almost drove him insane. He followed me back to the castle and that was when we had
DaneThe room was quiet now that the woman left. I was staring down at Lusia who looked so pale. She was breathing which was okay to me. She was alive. That was what mattered most. But I was worried. Not only by that but by the words that the healer had told me just before she left the room. Lusia had a wolf. Her wolf was buried deep inside her. It was locked up. I never thought that someone like her would have a wolf. She looked so weak and fragile. But that wasn’t her fault. Somehow, her wolf spirit had been sealed which prevented her from the many perks of being a wolf. She couldn't heal fast, and she couldn’t shapeshift. She was almost human but for the werewolf blood flowing in her veins. I felt a knot tie in my stomach. It was sad for her. She had been through so much. I wondered if she knew about this. Of course, she did. Why wouldn’t she? I wanted to be close to her. I wanted to hold her and make her feel that she wasn’t alone. But I couldn't. I couldn’t show her how much I
DaneThe scream tore through the dungeon, sharp and desperate, bouncing off the cold, stone walls like a wounded animal’s cry. I hadn’t expected it. No, not from him. Keon had been a proud man when I first came into his cell. He was someone who thought of himself as strong. Now, he was nothing but a shaking mess of fear, his back pressed against the wall as if he could disappear into the cold, stony wall. For a moment, I simply stared, surprised. Then a slow, amused chuckle slipped past my lips.He was trembling so hard I could see the shudders racking his body. His hands clutched the rusted chains at his sides, fingers digging into the metal as if they could anchor him. His chest rose and fell in quick, uneven breaths, his eyes darting between me and the cell door as if expecting me to charge in and finish what I had started.I took a step closer, dragging my fingers along the iron bars, letting the sound scrape through the silence. His breathing hitched. I stopped in front of the d
DaneI was heading towards the last cell which was Finn’s. He was the last person I wanted to see. Finn Slater had come into my castle without my permission and threatened his sister, Lusia. Harming her in the process as well. If there was any of them who deserved the worst punishment it would be him. I was angry that he had still returned no matter how many times I had forgiven his behavior towards Lusia and me. The only reason he was still standing here was because of her. He was alive because Lusia wanted it. No matter how much she hated him, she didn’t want him dead. And I couldn't understand why. Someone like him didn’t deserve to be alive. His audacity and bravery were just a facade. Deep down, I know that he was terrified of me. And I could see that as I stood before his cell now. Finn stood inside, his back pressed so hard against the far wall that it seemed he was trying to melt into it. His royal robes, which looked amazing when he first arrived here, were torn and filthy,
DaneI crouched to Kiara’s level, watching her shudder as my presence towered over her. The cell was dimly lit, the torchlight casting shadows that danced against her pale, trembling face. Her breath hitched, and for the first time since she had been thrown in here, she truly looked at me. Not just with defiance, not just with hatred—but with fear.Good.Then she screamed.“I will let everyone know!” Her voice cracked, raw from her previous outbursts. “They’ll know the truth! That you—” she gasped, chest heaving, “—killed Luisa’s parents! That you kept her locked away in your castle, refusing to let her leave despite being told by the council!”Her words echoed through the cold, damp space. And then I laughed.A deep, unhinged sound that filled every inch of the dungeon. It rumbled through the stone walls, making the torches flicker as if even the flames feared me.Kiara flinched.“You think,” I chuckled darkly, shaking my head, “that I care?” I leaned in closer, lowering my voice to
DaneIt was my fault. I was late. I had been held up. That was why I couldn't be there in time. I would have stopped that fool from touching her. I would have made him pay for laying his hand on her skin. He still would. They were all locked up. Lusia was barely breathing.Her body was a ruin of blood and torn flesh, her skin marred with fresh welts and deep bruises that made my vision blur with rage. She was too light in my arms, too still. Every shallow breath she took felt like a battle she was losing, and I refused—refused—to let her lose it.Her blood still coated my hands. I could see it every time I flexed my fingers, feeling the warmth of it seared into my skin like a brand. No matter how much I wanted to stay by her side, to watch over her as she fought to recover, I had unfinished business.I stormed through the hallways of the castle, my grip firm but careful, her head cradled against my chest. My coat swallowed her fragile frame, but it wasn’t enough. Nothing was enough.
Lusia Koen’s fingers ghosted over my skin, slow and possessive, as if he had all the time in the world. My body was betraying me, writhing against the cold floor, my muscles locked in a feverish heat I couldn’t control. I wanted to claw at my skin, to rid myself of this cursed reaction, but I was trapped—trapped inside my own body, trapped with him.I tried to move away from him, but I couldn't. I was still bound. I was helpless as I lay on the wooden floor. I was irritated with the way he touched me, but my body accepted his touch because it was familiar. And also because it wanted to be satisfied. The feeling of disgust and lust drowned me. I was lost on what to do. There was no escape for me. I was trapped. “I’ve missed this,” he murmured, his voice low and satisfied.A shudder wracked through me, bile rising in my throat. I waited for him to take over me. I had no other choice. King Dane wasn’t coming. I had waited for too long. I had bought him all the time in the world, but it
LusiaMy entire body locked up the moment Finn stretched his arms lazily, his expression one of boredom. He was losing interest. That should have been a good thing. But I knew better.“Well,” he said, rolling his shoulders, his voice thick with amusement, “I think that’s enough for me.”Enough for him. What the hell did he mean by that? Was this some kind of game to him? It seemed so. My stomach turned violently. He was using me for his amusement. As always. That wasn’t a surprise. He still hadn’t changed a bit. I hated him Finn never left unfinished business unless he had someone else willing to finish it for him. Dread pooled in my gut, thick and suffocating, as Kiara exchanged a look with him, silent understanding passing between them.They were leaving. And they were leaving me here. With him.That was the last thing I wanted. It was the one thing I dreaded most. Leaving me here with Koen. He was going to come at me. I was certain that he wanted me. I turned my head slightly, jus
LusiaThe moment Kiara brought me down on my knees to the wooden floor, I barely had time to catch my breath before Finn made his move. I watched him tentatively, waiting to see what his next move was going to be. Was he going to torture me the same way Kiara did? I didn’t think so. Maybe he had something else special in his mind. He rose from King Dane’s armchair, his movements slow and calculated, the kind of arrogance that made my stomach twist with anger. His boots clicked against the floor as he approached, each step echoing like a countdown to something terrible.I tried not to flinch, tried not to show how much my cheek burned from Kiara’s slap, but my body betrayed me. My breath came fast, my ribs expanding and contracting in shallow, uneven bursts. I was still kneeling from where Kiara had dragged me, my body aching from the force of it.Finn stood over me now, looking down as if I were some insignificant thing. His lips curled in disgust.“Stupid girl,” he muttered before p
LusiaI could hear the sounds of laughter and muffled conversations as I struggled to get a hold of reality. I was slowly coming back to consciousness but it was taking longer than I expected. I could feel my head pounding hard as I slowly opened my eyes. The light in the room almost blinded me and I was forced to shut them up immediately. I groaned as I tried to move my body but I couldn’t. “Look who’s finally awake,” I heard a familiar voice say. It was Kiara’s. There was no doubt about it. I opened my eyes slowly again, adapting to the light in the room. When I did, I looked around my surroundings. Before me sat my brother, Finn, in King Dane’s chair. I was surprised at the audacity he had. Coming in here and acting like he owned the place on multiple occasions was embarrassing. I never thought that defending my brother up to this point would make him disgrace himself like this. If King Dane caught him, he would be dead. There was no doubt about that. Standing by the chair was