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Four: From Princess to slave

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Tatiana.

I feel the taut muscles in the beast’s leg that I’m holding start to relax and his furry body suddenly transforms back to its human form. Although I refrain from letting go, I do not attempt to look up either. 

Even though I try to ignore it, I can see the huge appendage in between his legs through my peripheral vision and it terrifies me. I’ve never seen a man’s nudity before. Without all that fur he was completely exposed right now. 

“Fine then. Ernard, your daughter is smarter than you. We could have avoided all the bloodshed.” 

Roy’s deep voice echoes from above me and he roughly drops my father to the floor. I feel relief spread through my body and I get up to run to my father but a large hand wraps around the nape of my neck and pulls me back into a hard, naked chest before I could reach him.

A squeak escapes my lips as my heart bangs violently against my ribcage. 

“Did I allow you to go?” He snarls viciously in my ears and I feel an eerie shiver run down my spine. My eyes meet my father’s worried ones as I try to act as if I'm not afraid. I can see in his eyes that he hates seeing me like this but he’s powerless in front of this Lycan. 

It would be stupid to put up a fight when we can all be ripped to shreds in seconds. I shake my head too many times, biting my bottom lip to stifle my sobs. I don’t want Roy to know how frightened I am of him. 

He brings his head lower to my ear. His hot breath blows on my earlobe and I feel it heat up. Apart from the last time Benjamin tried to get down with me, this was the second time I was standing this close to a man and it felt all too intimate. 

My back was flush against him and I could feel every ridge of his muscles. To make it worse, there’s something that keeps throbbing on my back. With each squirm I make, it twitches and I find myself trying to writhe more to see if it will continue slithering like a snake. I find the actions of his manhood strange, why is it moving on its own? Is it alive?

A low growl rumbles from the man behind me before his voice booms in my head. 

‘You’re a dirty little whore, aren’t you? Are you trying to seduce me into letting you go?’

It takes a moment for the meaning of his words to register in my mind and when they do, I feel a surge of anger bubble up within me. I start to wriggle in his arms, attempting to leave his hold but he’s holding my neck in a tight grip and no matter how hard I try, I can’t break free. 

I feel so insulted and humiliated by his words. I’ve never even seduced anyone before. Why would I want to seduce a monster like him?

‘Stay put if you want your people to live. I’ll take you up on your offer when I take you out of here.’ He threatens in an icy tone and I feel my stomach twist and churn as I worry for my future and what this beast of a man will do to me. 

Will he force me? Oh no. I can’t even think about it… the mere thought of him devouring me whole frightens the daylights out of me… goddess, is this really happening?

My father stands up to his feet, his jaws clenching and his fists tightening, making a cracking noise. 

“Ernard… my people and I want to discuss a few things with you now that your daughter has become my possession. Let’s sit down and discuss shall we?” Roy says to my father all while he still has his hand coiled around my neck. 

His possession? I wouldn't phrase it that way… Is a mate mere property to him?

I feel him tighten his hand around my neck and a small gasp involuntarily leaves my lips.

My face heats up when the sound comes out like a breathy moan. 

This is a very inappropriate posture and I’m so uncomfortable yet I can do nothing but allow him to degrade me like this. 

Hatred brews in my heart like a heavy storm. How dare he treat me like this? I’m a princess. Everyone does what I want, not the other way round.

I can hear my father’s heart beating loudly even though he’s trying his best to hide his fear. His eyes widen at Roy’s words but he nods and looks at his second in command. 

“Have someone clean this mess and join us for the discussion.” 

“Yes, your majesty.” 

My father is about to go sit on his throne but Roy beats him to it. While carrying me by my neck like I weigh nothing, he strides to the throne with loud heavy footsteps much to everyone’s dismay. 

As he walks, I am very mindful of his naked body behind me and his scent that keeps teasing my nostrils. Goddess, I hate to deny it but he does smell deliciously nice. Shouldn’t a beast smell like death or something? His musky scent is tempting me to throw my head back into his broad chest and take a long greedy whiff. 

I wish he smelled like sulfur and hell. Then I would be a hundred percent repulsed by him and hate him to the core.

He’s destroyed my life. With Benjamin dead, I don’t know if there’s anything that could ever make me happy in this world again.  

A loud murmur ripples through the council members of my father’s court when Roy takes a seat on his golden throne and makes me sit on his lap. 

I am mortified, to say the least. My face flushes up into a deep red and I fix my gaze on the floor. Oh my goddess, please open the ground and let it swallow me up right now!

I am sitting on top of a naked man right now and his thing is assaulting my centre.  The only thing I can do is sit stiffly without any movements as my heart fights to burst out of my chest. 

More Lycan men enter the arena and sit on some empty chairs while my father stands helplessly at the side next to his throne, not knowing what to do. He couldn’t do anything anyway. Not with me being in Roy’s grasp. 

“Now that everyone is here, Ernard, there are some things we need to agree to, now that your daughter will be staying in my Lycan pack.” Roy begins to speak while he’s arrogantly sprawled out on my father’s throne. 

“What are your demands?” My father asks through gritted teeth. 

“You have to instruct your mages to break the barrier on the dam. Allow us easy access into town to buy supplies. I’m sure you want your princess to live in a good condition, not so?”

His demands confuse me entirely. He did all this to have access to the kingdom’s water and supplies? Were things that bad where he comes from?

“I’m afraid it’s not entirely up to me–” 

A vicious growl reverberates from Roy’s chest and I nearly jump out of his lap but I freeze when I feel a sharp claw on my neck before he sinks it a little into my skin. My heart thumps louder as a drop of blood falls from my neck and trickles down my chest, disappearing in the valley between my breasts.

A sharp pain ripples through where he’s pierced my skin with his long claws. If he wants to, he can rip my throat out and no one would be able to save me. 

My father’s eyes widen in horror and he waves his hands frantically. “I’ll instruct them to break the barriers. Just… please, don’t hurt my daughter.” He sounds defeated and I feel my heart squeeze. 

Roy lets out a low chuckle from behind me. He retracts his claws and more blood spurts out of my neck. “Wasn’t so hard, was it? I knew your daughter would be your weakness, Ernard.” He mocks. 

Suddenly, I feel him twist a hand in my curls before roughly tilting my head to the side, arching my wounded neck to his view. 

I let out a terrified gasp when I feel a rough tongue slurp at the wound he left on me and I feel something static shoot throughout my body at the unexpected action. 

It makes me tremble and feel weird but I place it as me being frightened. 

He’s licking me… goddess, my face flushes and I wriggle in his arms to make him stop but he tightens his hold on me and I feel him throb under me. 

I freeze again, my eyes widening. This shameless savage of a man!

He rumbles out a very lewd groan as he runs his tongue along my neck and I almost shrink into an ant. 

Just as shame begins to creep into me, Roy withdraws from my neck and I feel my wound close faster than it normally would have. 

My eyes grow wider than saucers when it dawns on me. He was healing me… but why lick me? That’s so intimate. Only your mate can lick you…

“Just give it a few days. I promise.” My father’s voice brings me back to reality and I dare not look up at him as I am utterly mortified and frightened.

Can someone give this crazy Lycan a robe to cover his nudity, please?

“Good. Now, I’m leaving–”

“Ummm, why don’t you give us a few days to prepare for the wedding with the princess? Even a month would be ok. She’s royalty after all…” My father says and my heart leaps to my throat in anticipation. 

That would be enough time for us to retaliate. If we gather thousands of warriors, we can defeat the Lycans and I won't need to be mated to him. 

“Do you think I’m a fool, Ernard?” Roy’s icy-cold voice snuffs out the little hope that ignited in me a few seconds ago. 

“No… but she’s my only daughter. I need to give her a befitting wedding–”

“Who said anything about a wedding?” 

My father frowns before narrowing his eyes at Roy. “I thought you dueled for my daughter’s hand.” 

“It seems there’s been a misunderstanding. The princess is not worthy to stand by my side as my Queen. I did duel for her, but for another reason.” 

I don’t like where this is going and the nerves in my stomach intensify at his words. The Lycans that came with Roy are laughing as if my father had just told a big joke. Roy keeps chuckling darkly as he plays with my hair and I feel the little hairs on my neck stand up when his fingers subtly brush against my skin. 

His next words further tighten the knot in my stomach and now I know my perfect life has really come to an end. 

“She is to be my slave.” He says, dropping the bomb before gripping my chin tightly and forcing me to face him. “Do you have a problem with that, princess?” 

I try not to flinch from the pain, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. But I fail to hide the obvious hate for him in my eyes. 

I hate him for killing the love of my life. 

He chuckles and tightens his hold on my chin. His eyes flash red momentarily before returning to their normal grey and I tremble from fear. 

He looks at me like he wants to destroy my very soul but I don't drop my eyes as I glower at him spitefully. 

“Glare at me all you want, little bunny. From now on, I’m your master.” He smirks. 

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