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All Chapters of Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10
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1. SERAFINA
CHAPTER ONESERAFINA Dead silent, just like a graveyard. And the main reason for that choking silence was the thick tension that existed in this meeting room; the tension was so whole, you could almost slice it with a knife. The meeting was supposed to have started two hours ago, but they were waiting for the final guest to arrive. Nobody had said anything for the past two hours; they just sat on their seats and you could practically see it written all over their faces that they were trembling deeply within. The Five Great Kings had gathered around for an impromptu meeting due to the never–ending attacks from the Lycans and Wolves. Ever since they got their freedom and were set free from the bondage chains of the humans, they've been getting back at us, hard and brutally.Occasionally, their gazes would swivel to the empty chair at the table, the one reserved for whoever they were waiting for. With every look they took at that chair, you could see their apparent fright
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CHAPTER TWOSERAFINA I took a moment to digest the hard–to–swallow pill my father had forced down my throat. But I choked on it, unable to process it as it made absolutely no sense to me. I couldn't believe my ears, it was like I was hearing things, and I really hoped I was. I chuckled sardonically, "You're joking father, aren't you?" I looked to him, expecting a confirmation but he stared at me apologetically and that's when I knew he was being really serious. "Serafina dear, just do it for the Kingdom." He said to me, like it was just a simple thing to do, like it was a simple walk to the stream, like it was writing the alphabet.But in a real sense, I'm going to be slaves to wolves!"What are you saying, father?" I questioned, rising up from my seat. My eyes scanned the rest of the Kings, they seemed unfazed with the literal fact that my father just offered to sell me off to a beast!They were in support of it, they knew about this, they've been planning this for only god kno
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CHAPTER THREESERAFINA "Are you crazy, Serafina? What are you talking about? How can you boldly tell me that you've decided to relinquish your title as a Princess so you can be a slave to that feral beast?" Prince Arie blasted, directing all the anger at me like I was the one who made the decision on my own accord. Prince Arie. The man I’ve been betrothed to before I was even old enough to understand I was born of royal blood and betrothals were part of the inevitable things that came with it. Our union has been planned for a long time. I simply can't back out even though it was a loveless union. By now, I was supposed to be married to him; our marriage has been scheduled five times and we've had to shift the date because the constant Lycan attacks made it impossible to plan a wedding. It would also be quite insensitive to do something like that at a crucial time like this when your people are dying. I don't love Prince Arie, I can't overemphasize this enough, but my father
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SERAFINA I watched as my royal crown shattered on the floor. With it went my title, my dignity, my pride and everything I stood for as a princess or rather, used to stand for. It all still felt like a bad dream and I held onto that feeling, hoping this would be in fact, a nightmare that I would soon wake from but no, the the nearly–strangulating feel of the collar around my neck and the bitter taste of shame and disgrace that sat on my tongue were too factual and overly real to be a nightmare. It was a reality. My reality. The end of a rope being sharply lashed on my back jolted me out of my thoughts and left behind a sting on my skin. It’s wicked stroke sent me reeling, and I lost balance on my knees and fell to the ground. I let out a shrill outcry of pain and I craned my head upward and amidst the fog of tears that laid in my eyes, I saw his tall figure tower above me, a sinister glare in his eyes that was enough to kill and the whip in his hand. Before
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SERAFINA The cold splashes of water hitting my face drew me out of the dark abyss I was previously in and my eyes batted open. Guess death wasn’t even ready to take me yet. Before I could comprehend anything else, I felt another painful tug gripping my hair and pulling me up to my feet, I let out a pained yelp as the roots of my scalp ached at the action. I was face to face with those domineering and unfeeling eyes of his and a lump formed in my throat as apprehension and fear surged in my veins from being under that intentful gaze. “We have arrived.” Zahir said to me and those three words travelled deep down and settled distraughtly in my chest, rumbling around and creating an unsettled feeling. He went on to loosen my leash from the carriage and held it in his hand, yanking and pulling me forward like I was a bought cattle. I followed after him, my eyes wandering about the perimeter and I realized that I was at the Town Square and the people of the Kingdom stared at m
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ZAHIR The door to the throne room opened and she stepped in, high and mighty with her majestic strides and poise. Hera Castilione, my mistress and chief trainer of the human slaves. Hera was a werewolf and should be among the other people of the kingdom under my leadership but I have kept her around for years after our escape from the humans. She was one of the few wolves who were lucky enough to escape slavery when the humans first invaded our world. One would think she had no right to hate them so much since she didn’t go through the same thing most of us did but knowing the deep and intense secret rooted in the darkest parts of her mind, she was entitled to every bit of the hatred that came from her. And she was mine. Her darkness complimented mine so well. I made sure she was clothed in the best apparels, expensive silk and sequins and a bountiful of golden ornaments and jewelry. "Your highness. I came as soon as I heard the news of the arrival of the human princess." Hera st
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SERAFINA Hera Castilione, I have heard about her, the Lycan King's famous mistress. A magnificent beauty with a contrasting attitude; proud, devious and sly. Ornate jewelry adorned her flowy brown hair, just as a severe hatred and envy for me evilly adorned her unfeeling heart. It was clearly written over her, the acute jealousy she harbored for me. The fact that I refused to let down my poise as a princess, the fact that even amidst my bloodied body, injured skin and tattered clothes, my carriage never faded or wavered. It angered her deeply, and that was an off–putting indication that she would make my stay here even more hellish than it ought to be. It didn’t matter that she was clothed in gold and silk. I knew where she stood in her world. Her lips curled downward into a displeased frown, her eyes staring at me with severe intent. "I don't know why the King doesn't want me to torture you, you really need some discipline and to ne inclined to a path of submission. W
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SERAFINA A violent tug on my hair woke me up the next day and I let out a screeching yelp. My tired eyes immediately sprang open and I saw that it was Hera, standing beside where I laid, arms clipped to her side and her siren eyes narrowed furiously at me. “And why are you still asleep? Get up you filthy slave!” Her tongue was like an edged sword, and whenever she spoke it seemed like every word was accompanied with a venomous fury. I quickly got up on my feet—I was tired and exhausted, still starved and had barely slept last night.. The day hadn’t even started to break yet. I could tell from the darkness that still loomed outside the open window high up in the room. The window was set up so high for a lot of reasons and preventing a slave escaping through it had to be at the top of the list. Even if anyone made it up there, it was too small for a human body to fit in. This place was nothing but a prison. “I’m sorry, I overslept.” I answered to somewhat soothe her anger
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SERAFINA On the top of the weirdest yet dangerous things I have ever set my eyes on, Zahir’s Lycan form standing in all its ferocious and dangerously menacing appeal at the entrance of the hall sat there in it’s number one spot. His form was unsightly and feral, its mere stance stained my skin with goosebumps and ignited my nerves with fear, it was like none I’ve ever seen before. “So Steven was right? Someone else has the effrontery to lay hands on my own personal property— a property reserved for the King?” The raucousness of his voice reverberated even deep in my bones. His teeth were bared to heighten his maliciousness and his eyes glowed a dangerous shade of red. And for the past moments, I had been the focus of those ruthlessly illuminated eyes but now, they had found a new target. The perverted man has been on his knees during the entirety of Zahir’s presence in the room; a man whose face had been creased with a smirk all these while, now had eyes that glinted with
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SERAFINA Immediately the person heard the door open and saw that it was the King, she immediately bowed before him. It was a woman, an older woman probably in her late sixties. It seemed like the entire room belonged to her and it was miles ahead from what I had slept in last night. So from all the clear indications I’ve seen so far, there had to be something special about her. The older woman retracted and stood erect and it was then she took cognizance of my presence and then her gaze shifted to the King, who’s shirtless state made her features change drastically, instantly spiraling her into distraught. “Oh dear. I will go get you some coverings, my King.” She said and quickly moved on her feet to the far end of the room, there was a small wardrobe there and she ravaged through its contents until she found a purple linen and then she came over to the King again. “Your majesty, if I may?” She seeked permission and the King gave her a slight, approving nod. She bowed again b
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