Dylan POV.
CRACK!
"Argh!" A small pain filled cry left my mouth as I ran in front of my brother, just in time to take the lashing that was originally meant for him.
"That boy, just completely disregarded the alpha of your districts pack, step aside." One of the packs warriors held a long thick whip in his hand while looking at me then glancing behind him to look upon my brother.
"He's six years old. He didn't mean to..." I was cut off by another load crack and a stinging sensation hit my cheek, my hand moved up to my face, as I inspected the wound, I looked at the fingers that had gently grazed my now stinging cheek and noticed a line of blood coated them. My face was bleeding.
"Do you wish to make this a public punishment? I can assure you that it will not end well for you if you don't move aside, human." I don't want to take another punishment, I had received my last one almost 2 months ago now, and it took me weeks to heal, my back is already scarred for life.
"He meant no disrespect, he was just playing, please. He's a child, would you really stoop so low as to..." another crack was heard as his whip slashed down on my arm. I winced before my eyes shot open seeing the lycans fist connect with my Jaw.
I stumbled backwards, spitting blood out of my mouth as I bent my head in submission, simply to save my brothers life. I felt my little brothers hands on the bottom of my top, as he clutched on to me, fear clouding his irises.
"To the court yard!" My head snapped up as my eyes grew.
"Run home and lock the doors! Stay with mom!" I whispered before I felt a pair of hands on each arm as I was suddenly dragged away by two wolves, I turned back slightly, to see my brothers fleeing form head towards our house in the human district, a smile graced my face knowing my bother was safe, shortly after fear clouded me as I was forced along. Many people began staring at me as I was dragged to the stupid stage in the courtyard, my wrists were then fastened to a post and a leather strap was placed in my mouth to bite on.
Humans were always forced to come out of their homes to watch the public floggings, much to our dismay. Even when it's not you receiving the punishment, it's almost just as hard to watch.
The minute the lycans thought they had enough of an audience, my punisher grew his claws, and tore my top to shreds, showing my already scarred back to the crowd. A leather strap was placed in my mouth for me to bite down on and I heard a few gasps from some of the humans that recognized me, as the first hit landed.
After the twentieth stroke I was shaking uncontrollably, the pain in my back was almost unbearable, and I knew without even looking that blood was pouring out of each cut. 15 was the usual amount given for punishments so I couldn't understand why I was receiving more.
After the twenty ninth stroke, I flopped over my arms. I was exhausted, in pain and physically drained. I had taken double the amount given in regular punishment, and was unable to comprehend why. The last stroke sounded through the air and a audible grunt left my mouth as I dropped the leather strap I was biting on, on to the floor.
My hands were released and my body instantly crashed to the ground, blood dropping slightly onto the little stage that was set up.
One thing I should explain, wolves don't care about nudity. They often wander around wearing nothing at all. When they shift, their clothes tear and they take the form of a wolf, fur, tails, the whole works. Naturally with their clothes destroyed, when they shift back they are always butt naked. so me having my entire naked torso on show was the norm now a days.
I lay on the stage, panting trying to cover my exposed front when I felt a foot dig into my now abused back.
"This is what happens when you forget your place, wolves were made to be the superior species, and you will show us respect at all times. AM I UNDERSTOOD!" A few mumbles of yes were heard before my hair was grabbed and I was thrown off the stage. My naked arms scraped on the floor and blood poured out of the wound.
Nobody moved to help until all the wolves were off the stage, out of fear of being next in line. I felt a warm coat being placed over my bloodied back and was helped to my feet, by two men.
"DYLAN!?" My tired head turned towards my best friend, Nick Kiwal. "What the hell did you do?" I was still being held up by the two men who helped me as I spoke to him.
"Freddie." I whispered out, I was too tired to even speak never mind anything else. He just looked at me and nodded his head.
Now all that is out of the way, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Dylan Riley and I'm 17 years old. My hair is a dark brunette almost black in color and my eyes are simple brown. My height is roughly 5"6 and I am a student at high school. My younger brother, Freddie, is 6 years old and I often find him in trouble, hence the reason I have to help him out.
My father was killed by THEIR kind, almost 5 years ago when they actually managed to take over. When the lycans managed to penetrate our town my father rose up with some people from the neighborhood, to defend our livelihood, it was futile to say the least. We lost many people and I watched as my dad was ripped apart by two fully shifted wolves, I ended up shooting him to stop his suffering before they dragged me to the courtyard, i was the person to receive the first lashing of the town when I was 12! The wolves have been pretty strict with me since that day.
Anyway, back to my story.
"Is Freddie ok?" I nodded my weak head at Nick before almost falling over. The men holding me, rushed me to the towns human nurse, Sheila, who quickly cleared her table while I was placed stomach down on it by the two men.
She gently took the coat of off me before gasping and rushing around gathering stuff. A few Torturous grunts left my mouth as the pain suddenly stopped being numb, I was shivering in shock by the time Julia came back.
"I'm going to administer some anesthetic." I felt a sharp stinging pain in my shoulder blade before my back went completely numb and the world became black.
Dylan POVMy eyes groggily opened as I sat up, my neck aching from lying on my stomach on a hard wooden table, and my back stinging. I looked down at my once naked torso to find a large bandage, perfectly wrapped around my entire torso covering my exposed breasts as well. Looking outside I noticed the sun slowly making its ascent, an orange hue tinging the early morning sky. I sucked in a breath before allowing my feet to take my weight, almost instantly toppling over in the process. I noticed a small glass of water placed next to me and took it in my hand, greedily drinking every last drop. Realizing I had to get ready for school, I walked over to write a note for Sheila explaining how grateful I was that she helped me and where I've gone. I slowly walked up the hill to my house, once I got indoors I went straight to my room and grabbed my uniform. After the lycans took over they initiated the rule that all humans must wear a certain uniform, and all wolves can express their indiv
Dylan POV“Mom? I'm home!" I yelled the minute I finally got home. Almost instantly she came bounding down the stairs of our little house, she quickly engulfed me in her arms with tears in her eyes. "Dylan, I'm... I'm so sorry about yesterday, I sat with you for hours, but you didn't move, I had to get home to Freddie." She cried on my shoulder while I just rolled my eyes. I'm not much of a hugger, I always just look awkward. She's also very melodramatic sometimes. "Mom, I'm fine." My mom eventually stopped sobbing as she slowly let go of my form drying her eyes. "Your dad would be so proud of the strong young lady you've become." I smiled before turning to head up the stairs. "Dylan... I... I made your favorite." I could already smell the beef broth she was making. The aroma wafting through the house. It was very rare we'd get the food to make beef broth, but I smiled and nodded my head at her knowing she must have done something to get the ingredients. "Thanks mom." Me and my mo
Dylan POVAfter a long night and an even longer morning, we were all finally stood in the hallway at school waiting for the twins to arrive. "Mine!" Everyone that was stood in the hallway tensed up, as we were seniors, me and Nick were stood towards the very back of the human line. All the mated people were situated directly opposite their wolf mates in their years. We stayed silent and still as Arya walked down the hall and stopped directly in front of Nick. His eyes widened in fear, unsure of wether to look up or keep his head lowered. "Look me in the eye, mate." He glanced at me slightly as if asking what he should do. "I said, look me in the eye." He slowly moved his eye line up to look at her face. I took a glance myself to see her eyes pitch black with lust. "I... can't... I mean... erm." Before he was able to mutter anything else, two wolves from opposite, grabbed him out of the line and dragged him behind Arya. "Hey!" My head shot up before I could stop myself. My mouth a
Dylan POV. "Ouch, not so hard." I seethed as the school nurse cleaned my new wound with antiseptic. "If you had of just kept your mouth shut, this wouldn't have happened." I turned to my right looking out the window at the few clouds that were floating in the blue sky. "Like I said, I'm proud to be human, and now everyone knows what I am." I clenched my fist together as the nurse began wrapping a bandage around my forearm. It had been a good few hours since the incident in the hall, and I had been forced to come to the nurces office after I had tried to clean my wound by splashing it with water from the tap, it also refused to stop bleeding. "You are impossible. Can you please just try and stay out of trouble? For one day, that's all I ask." Our school nurse is a wolf, she's one of them. However she hates the way they treat us mere humans, she thinks we should all just live in peace with equal rights. Like that would ever happen. "All I've done is stay out of trouble, but you a
Dylan POVDuring the last week, I've been horrible, in class I've been loud in voicing my views, I've insulted at least everyone to some degree, I didn't care about the consequences, and I certainly didn't think about them. I haven't seen Nick at all since he was claimed, and to make matters worse today was the royal visit. Oh yes, werewolves and mated humans alike were spending every waking minute preparing themselves to meet his royal majesty, king of the wolves. Unclaimed Humans however would rather stick pins in their eyes. "Dylan, get down now... you're going to be late." She was right, I was dawdling this morning, I really couldn't be bothered today, I gave myself one last look in the small mirror and sighed when my eyes met my newly uncovered brand. It had bad bruising around the letters, and was still extremely tender to touch, it was definitely healing now though. I made my way down the stairs and came face to face with my mother who was seeing to Freddie, she was helping
Dylan POV.I wandered the corridors straight to the lunch hall. All the people I would normally hang out with we're all mated so I grabbed my lunch quickly, and sat down at the end of the human table. Let me lay the lunch hall out for you. On one side of the room you have two long rows of tables, with simple benches that make it look like prison, on the other side of the room you have multiple round tables with fancy chairs. Yup you get it. The humans sit at the prison tables and the wolves and traitors sit on the fancy tables, they get fancy food, fancy drink and most importantly they get pudding. what I would give to have some pudding. "Dylan can we just talk?" Nick quickly took the spot next to me as he set his lunch tray down. I looked at his food which had been placed on a ceramic, circular white plate. God that looked good. I sighed knowing he was going to talk anyway. "Fine, you have two minutes." I used my fork to take a bit of pasta off his plate and shoved it into my mo
Dylan POV.I took a small step backwards causing a small growl to come from the kings chest. I took another step back and he stopped in his tracks staring at my form. His eyes raked up and down my body landing on my bare arms, he frowned at my uniform then turned to our principal to say something. I didn't hear what he said but I used his distraction as an opportunity to run. I quickly turned on my heels and began sprinting down the hall, Another loud growl shot through the school, so much so that you could almost feel the lockers shaking. The only thing coursing through me was fear. I ran straight to the window, and quickly began fumbling with the lock, I opened the window and went to jump out, unsure about where I would go, or even if I would survive the fall, however my foot was caught by two of the kings men, my front slammed onto the floor and my hands slapped the wooden tiles as I went down, letting an audible 'Ooof' leave me, and they dragged me by my ankles back to the hall
Dylan POV. There I was in front of the entire schools population, the royal gamma, the royal beta and finally the alpha king who claims I am his mate! Could have fooled me. “What did you just say?!” Anger was pouring out of the king a gasp left me when I saw his claws and teeth elongate. “Words!” I said it so quietly I didn’t think anyone would have been able to hear it I was trying to be discrete and filtered for once but I guess it didn’t come out quiet. The wolves within hearing distance gasped and before I could comprehend what had happened the back of the kings hand snapped up quickly and made firm contact with my face once again. My body crashed to the floor from the impact, this time his hit was much harder, more anger filled. Blood seeped into my mouth and I hung my head letting the red substance fall from my lips to the floor. The entire population of school was shocked at the sight but were powerless to help. “Don’t test me girl! We may be mates but I am still your king!