He wasn’t my saviour, he lied I had been deceived

Dylan fastened his hands around me pulling me closer to himself as he drove towards the city gates.

It wasn’t close as I had thought or imagined , by the time we got to the city gate , it was nightfall.

Dylan unsheathed the sword from the horse and raised it up from where we were, I heard the gasp from the men at the gates and the next moment the big gate was being pulled open .

Dylan didn’t seem to care about the shocked expression on the faces of the men in front of us.

He stopped the horse and then stretched his hands towards me , I grabbed them and then he pulled me down with him as the guards behind him took the horse.

“ Stay close princess” he whispered silently as we walked into the castle in the dim light .

Something about the environment felt weird and sacred , it was like the night that my father tried to have me killed.

As we stepped into the castle, Dylan stopped and at that moment he looked around and for the first time in days of being in the woods with him , I saw him angry.

The anger was clearly written all over his face.

Dylan turned to me and then pulled out the knife that he had in his pockets and pulled out my hands and then placed them on it.

“Look at me princess” he says silently for me to hear.

I raised up my head to look at him , his golden green eyes bore into mine, it was the same eyes that I had seen in the cage that night , I knew he was serious.

“Whatever happens to me tonight, he says I want you to defend yourself with that knife and take that horse and get the hell out of here.

I instantly felt that fear that I had been avoiding and I wanted to say the next words but before I could he placed his third fingers on my lips .

“Do as I say” he said before pulling me towards the opposite direction.

We walked in the dark corners of the castle that I had no idea about , the only thing I was so sure of was not getting hurt , I knew he wouldn’t hurt me.

As we walked deeper , I began to hear the slow sounds of violin and music.

What was going on?

There were two guards at the door we got closer and the moment they saw , the most horrific look that I had ever seen with anyone appeared on their faces but the next moment it was off and they were on their knees .

Dylan didn’t acknowledge them , but putting his swords back in his wear , he pushed the doors open and the moment we stepped in , the music stopped.

The whispers,the fear and the angry I saw on their faces , it was so obvious they were having a feast and the last person they thought was going to be here had appeared before them.

“Dylan” I heard someone call right beside me and when I turned , it was a man in brown hairs , he had himself in between two women and was drunk as fuck.

Dylan turned to where he had his name and that moment , I saw his hardened expression melting off but in an instant , he covered it up and walked towards a man who was on his knees and there was another holding a crown and that was when he unsheaths his sword as he approached them.

I walked away from him as he got to the man on the floor who had suddenly pulled himself up and looked like he was watching horror himself .

Dylan walked to the throne and then touched it and that wicked grin showing up at the corner of his face, he walked to the front and stood in front it and now the two men were standing in front of him.

“Who made you king”

Dylan voice roared all over the hall The green sexy eyes of his had turned red , he was burning from rage.

“We thought, they said you were dead” someone from behind me Said again.

Who?

I fought for this throne with my life and this throne belongs to my lineage. I had been kidnapped just 5 years and even before I left , I built this secret castle.

I am the reason you all are alive today , I gave you a reason to live and even though I knew it was a trap, I sacrificed myself for my people and you thought you could betray me.

You want to take my crown , my home , what belongs to me , you want to be king of the wolves, well that’s simple you have to challenge me and I’m waiting for that challenger and definitely not this punk you want to crown.

The hall fell into silence as his voice thundered through the fear and the panic spreading all over them .

Dylan walks slowly to the center of the hall, his hands tightly around his sword.

Who wants to be king? He yelled at them.

His question was met with silence and him looking around for the bastard who would challenge.

He lets out a mocking laugh and then looks at them .

No one, I ask again , who wants to be king?

“Exactly what I thought of” he says as he walks back to the man, he nods at the middle age man who held the crown as he hurried off.

The man instantly goes on his knees and the words “Alpha” come out of his mouth and same with every other person in the hall.

Dylan smiles and then bends to his level and the next second a scream comes out of the man mouth and his ears are on the floor.

He had cut off his right ear.

He seemed satisfied with what he had done while the people looked horrified.

Some men rushed in and then grabbed him away as he goes back and sit on the throne and then the music continues.

The guy who had called him earlier walks closer,at first it was more like he was watching him but they both smiled and then he stands up and pulled him into a hug.

I stood not knowing to do as I waited for him to at least acknowledge my presence .

The music suddenly stoped and one of the men looked at me and instantly I felt all the faces of them all on me .

“She’s the human princess”he says gently as if choosing his words but trying to be sure of it.

“Is she ? The man asked him and now I could feel , the anger and the rage burning up inside them and me helplessly standing in the middle of my predators.

Dylan turns to look at me, this time when he does, it was more like he was seeing me for the first time and it was the same stare he had when he saw me that night at the castle.

“Lock her up” he commanded as the last hope I had in me disappeared, the sharp pain I felt in my chest was betrayal , yet again , I had been deceived.

I knew he hated me but I trusted him , I thought we had a path , I saved him.

The tears instantly came out as he looked at me but when I felt the hands grab me , I jolted back to reality I was being dragged away as my scream faded.