Chapter 4

Neah slammed the door shut immediately she got to her room, she slumped into the bed in exhaustion letting out a tiring breath as she laid upwards facing the ceiling.

Different thoughts ran through her head.

What had she done? Did she just slap him?

They would surely punish her tomorrow. Where would she go? She didn't know anywhere around this place and had nowhere else to go. What about Mia and her mom, were they okay?

As she rolled anxiously on the bed, a knock came on the door. Neah rose quickly, her fears becoming even more stringent as she looked around the room to search for any defensive weapon.

But why would she need that? They saved her life after all!

She gave up and walked towards the door, stepping to the side of the door, she slightly opened it and saw a maid, holding a bundle of female dresses.

"May I come in, princess Neah?" She asked, bowing her head politely and Neah arched her brows.

Princess Neah? What the hell was that supposed to mean?

"Umm.....yes come in" Neah urged, expanding the door, allowing the maid to enter as she placed the dresses on the bed while Neah stood at the door staring at the maid efficiently arrange the dresses neatly and finally whisked some to the wardrobe.

"Can I ask a question?" Neah began, observing the maid as she stopped and nodded.

"Who gave you these?" Neah demanded in a calm tone.

"1st ruler King Damon had ordered for these to be delivered to you, princess Neah" She answered curtly, her face lowered to the floor.

"Wait, don't tell me- that the brothers are the Lycan Kings?"Neah asked, disbelief etched through her voice awaiting Naomi's reply who nodded.

Holy Goddess! The brothers were the three Lycan Kings that were rumored to be ruthless? Neah still couldn't register the shock and the fact that she had slapped one of the brothers scared her even more.

"Then, why are you calling me princess Neah?" Neah's asked the one question that had been prying her thoughts, confusion laced through her voice and the maid's body stiffened.

"It's okay, if you can't answer, what's your name?" Neah inquired, noticing her uneasiness and not wanting to make the maid feel uncomfortable.

"I'm Naomi," She replied.

"You may leave, I'll take care of the rest of the dresses" Neah added and she seemed surprised by Neah's words and with a slight bow, she left and Neah heaved a long sigh.

1st ruler King Damon? What the hell was that?

Neah knew the Lycans had three kings but what did it mean by 1st ruler?

Neah decided to take a bath, hoping to clear her mind. Hours passed and Neah fell asleep in the tub.

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When Neah finally woke up, it was already mid evening

She flunked through the numerous clothes in the wardrobe, trying to find a suitable one that wouldn't expose any part of her skin but it seemed null considering the fact that almost all the dresses were revealing.

What the heck, were they expecting her to wear these revealing clothes? Neah's head jammed in frustration, staring at the clothes adorned with beautiful diamond stones.

No matter how slutty it looked, Neah still knew the clothes were damn expensive, she sat on the bed tired and finally took a Lycra Jumpsuit and put on. It wasn't exposing any part of her skin but it hugged her curves perfectly well.

" Finally" Neah let out a long sigh and decided to step out of the room. After all, she wasn't caged, she opened the door and peeked out, seeing the empty passageway, she hauled out quickly, shutting the door quietly behind her.

Everywhere was serene as she walked quietly, trying to find any outlets. But the house was too large, making Neah unable to ascertain the main entrance.

Neah stumbled upon another passageway which looked dark and disjointed from the rest of the house, she instantly diverted and finally stopped in front of a metallic door. Neah was perturbed with curiosity and fear as she opened the door and walked in, the room was pitch black and the pungent smell of smoke waxed her nostrils.

Hemp? Heck, she hated that!

Neah wrinkled her nose in disgust, her eyes darting at every corner of the room to see where smoke came from until she stumbled upon a table and fell down.

"Ouch, that hurts!" Neah winced, trying to stand to her feet.

"Are you okay?" A soft voice blared loudly across the room and just immediately,the lights came on.

"What!, You! " Neah shouted, looking horrifically at Damon who seemed to be at a loss for words.

Neah was shocked, she gulped down the lump in her throat as their gazes locked onto each other.

Damon's eyes were intensely dark, he looked dangerous and crazily attractive under Neah's scrutinizing gaze, making her heart race. Neah's heart skipped a bit as she took in his chiseled features and towering body.

Neah was especially attracted to Damon, her body always reacted differently to him than the others.

Neah inched back, trying to flee but his reflexes were quick enough and he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her close and her face slammed his chest.

"Let me go please" Neah pleaded, trying to wriggle out of his fierce hold but his grip was tight on her, trapping her.

"You invade my thoughts a lot Neah" Damon drawled, his eyes seemed starving, his tone softer than she had ever heard.

"I-I ," Neah's eyes were drawn to his lips, she swallowed.

"I envision to be deep inside you spread beneath me, my fangs at your neck, yet- yet I cannot do that to you, why?"Without waiting for her reply, Damon slammed his lips on hers.

The kiss was fierce, desperate, yearning. Neah surrendered to the heat that arose within her, all opposing thoughts vacated Neah's head as Damon plundered her mouth. The reality of the kiss shattered every wall she's built.

Damon's hands moved to her lower back, caressing her butt cheeks.

"Mmmrh please~~" Neah moaned into his lips as his tongue delved deeper, coercing her into a dance she had never learned but now found herself desperate to master.

Damon suckled at her lips greedily, every pull igniting flames in their entwined body, drawing more throaty moans from Neah.

Neah's fingers rose on their own accord and clutched to his shirt, pulling Damon closer as he thoroughly explored her lower lips.

It was filthy raw, so arousing. Neah's body went from warm heat to molten, her breast stood firm and hard pressing against his hard chest. Her core was drenched with wetness, dripping into her dress and instinctively, Damon's hands crept in, cupping the soft firm mounds.

"Ahhh please " Neah was breathless, her weight relaxed fully on Damon's strong hands, her eyes shut, enjoying the sensations that coursed through her body.

Damon's rational thoughts seemed to have fled from him as he lifted her up in his arms, walking towards the king sized at the end of the room but just then the door burst opened.

"What the fuck Damon, she is your sister!"