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The King's words rendered her speechless and once again she was reminded of her true purpose in this world. A mere pet. He bought her as a toy for his sons. 

This explains why he didn't buy a submissive pet. Rather a pet like her; who won't submit to these monsters no matter what. So he expected her to annoy his sons and as a result one of them would end up killing her, hence the other would get the throne. 

What a freaking brilliant idea!

She started feeling uneasy. Her eyes glided over the interior of the posh expensive car. Maybe this was the last time she'll be sitting in such a beautiful car. Or perhaps maybe this was her last day alive but she would never give up so easily.

Of course, she wasn't sold to a werewolf but rather a freaking Lycan King. She has heard enough of the rumors in the last ten years and the scariest ones were always about the Lycans. They were the most powerful and ruthless beasts of them all.

When the war first broke out, it was easier and still possible to kill werewolves with human weaponry but Lycans heal faster and they are beyond strong. 

There were a total of three kingdoms in this world now and these kingdoms were ruled by the Lycans. The most superior of all. The Red Moon kingdom is the strongest among the three and the king of the Red Moon kingdom was apparently sitting in front of her.

That wasn't it. The thing that scares her the most was the rumors she heard about both Princes. 

They even put the definition of cruel to shame. They were barbaric and merciless. And the most important fact. They hate humans to the core.

It almost made her laugh at her fate. They would kill her without a second thought. 

She has also heard that both the princes were far more stronger and powerful than their father. 

Shaking her head lightly she tried not to think about her soon-to-be doom that awaits as shortly as this car came to a halt. Rather she gazed out through the tinted window and the dark inky sky looked beautiful.

She was seeing the sky after almost a decade because the pet Mistress never let her out for a second, and last night she was too occupied while escaping. Most of the time she was kept locked in the dungeons deprived of any air or sunlight.

She wanted to roll down the window and let the cool breeze sweep past her locks but doing as she wanted would only get her killed before the car even stopped.

With a deep sigh, she glanced at the King only to find him already looking at her.

She looked away when he spoke up. "I want you to give my sons a tough time," The King ordered and she had the urge to scoff at him.

Indirectly he was saying and she translates; 'piss my f*ckers off and get killed by one so that I don't have to work hard in order to choose the successor, ta-da!' 

She wasn't stupid. Her tongue always has a mind of its own. She not only surprises others with her blunt remarks but it was often a surprise to herself as well.

"Okay," she said rather politely and the King's brow shot up.

Fiona may be fierce and rebellious but she knows when to play smart or that was what she thought.

She noticed as the car passed through the huge magnificent gates into an estate. 

The girl stared out of the window with big doe eyes. The huge modern castle stood there looking like it came right out of the fairytale.

But she knew this was no fairy tale. 

The car came to a pause as the door swung open. The king stepped out still holding her leash which forced her to step out right after him.

The cool breeze caressed her skin as she noticed two Range Rovers rolled behind the Limousine and all the guards stepped out.

She breathed in deeply. Her heart was pounding wildly and she was scared.

She noticed as a few of the guards dropped a curious glance at her.

A man dressed in a suit hurried to the King. He looked to be in his late 30s, but he was handsome. Come to think of it, even at this age, the King was still very good-looking, which left her to wonder how he would've looked when he was young.

Perhaps she has lost her mind as her death was nearing closer.

"My lord," The man said.

"You could've sent me," He said, throwing a quick glance at Fiona who looked tiny among all these giant men.

"This was an important task Adrian," the King answered calmly.

It felt weird. The king looked too human and he also talked politely to his people and even her. The vicious king she heard about wasn't supposed to be like this and then a flicker of hope blossomed in her heart. What if both the Princes were kind as well and all the rumors were fake? Oh, she wanted to believe it but she knew never to judge a monster just at the first meeting. They show their colors slowly.

"I want to see my sons now," The King ordered to Adrian who bowed lightly before hurrying inside.

"Follow me," The King said while glancing at Fiona, he took long strides into the castle and she followed behind. 

The exterior was beautiful but as soon as she stepped inside, her eyes widened. It was captivating, that even walking on the marble floor felt as if she was tainting it.

The King walked down the hall as the number of slaves on the way gave Fiona scared glances which only ended up making her more nervous.

The grand doors opened by the guards as the King walked into the huge hall. Stepping up the stairs he took his throne. She stood in front of him. The coat was too big on her so her hands were hidden in the sleeves as she wring her fingers in anxiety.

So this was the place where she would die. Fancy much. She tried to ease her nerves.

"Stand here," The King looked to his right and she came to stand there.

It was at that moment Fiona noticed the floor of the hall and her heart ceased to beat. 

Instead of marble, there were skeletons of humans on the floor and it was made beautifully with marble artwork. It almost looked fascinating but knowing these skeletons were once humans had her stomach knotting up in dread and she felt sick.

She might end up like this on one of the floors of this castle.

Her heart was thumping in her ears as terror gripped her soul.

The huge doors opened and she flinched hearing a low snicker when two men prowled inside.