Chapter 7

Amber’s POV

Did I hear him right? Strip?

I was at loss for words which made me continue to stare at him.

Did he really mean that? For me to strip?

I stared at him with wide eyes but the look on his face didn’t look like he was here to joke around. His eyes held impatience as he scanned me from head to toe.

What have I gotten myself into?, or should I give in completely and plead with him?

Pursing my lips, I decided against pleading.

I pulled down the zip of my dress and pulled down the sleeves, letting it fall off my hip. I looked at him again but there was no sign of emotion on his face. I let my dress fall to the floor. I was left with a small see-through silky gown I had on, hoping this would satisfy him enough.

“I don’t have all day, Slave.” He said coldly and I didn’t know what else to do for a moment.

I pulled down the sleeves of the small gown and it fell to the floor leaving me in only my flimsy underwear in front of him. I have never been this bare in front of any man before and I felt very uncomfortable on feeling his gaze on my body, along with his guards’, but I made sure to not reveal my discomfort.

“What are you waiting for? I asked you to strip, take them off completely.” He pointed out in a commanding tone, making me let out a shocked gasp.

He wanted me to get completely naked?!

I looked around to see the guards still lingering around the open space. It was already embarrassing enough that they were all watching me right now, I didn't want them to see me like this completely naked.

I was only in my underwear and their gazes was making me grow self-conscious.

There were scratches and bruises all over my once flawless skin and having a lot of eyes on me right now was making me very uncomfortable. The Lycan King was still sitting in front of me, looking at me impatiently, clearly waiting for me to take off my underwear.

I couldn’t do this.

“Please don’t make me do this,” I said through gritted teeth, after forcing myself to swallow my pride a little.

“I beg of you, please not this, please,” I said after a few moments.

“I gave you an order and you have to follow it, do not make me come over and do it for you,” He growled and I could feel a chill run down my spine as I gulped.

“Please, I can’t.'' I said and moments later, he began to inch towards. Not knowing what to do, I began to take steps backwards while my heart pounded hard against my chest. His piercing glare was making me flinch each time I looked into it, making me stare at the ground pointedly.

I felt my back hit the wall and I knew what was coming next.

He was right in front of me in the next second, pinning me against the wall and a frightened sound bubbled in my throat, and before I knew what was happening, I felt his large hand settle on my body. A fleeting moment later and the loud sound of my underwear being ripped off echoed loudly in my ears.

He dragged my bra and tore it off in a single pull leaving scratches on my back. The hook of the bra got tangled with my panties and he tore it off. leaving me completely bare before him and I felt tears prickle my eyes.

He grabbed my throat next and suddenly, I couldn’t breathe anymore. He held me in a chokehold and I could do nothing but stare into those deadly pairs of eyes with my tear filled ones. I was struggling to breathe. Everything and everywhere was slowly going pitch black and I could feel my eyes start to close but before they did, I heard him say something.

“Do not push me to the edge, Slave. You would not want to feel my wrath when you do so. Don’t you ever question me when I tell you what to do, is that understood? You are under my roof and will do as I say. Unless you want to lose your head, I will suggest being quiet and doing as I say for your good.” He said coldly with no emotion in his eyes.

As his words settled in my mind, I couldn’t fully focus on them because my mind was still fixated on the thought of me being completely naked right now.

Although it did me good that he was currently standing before me right now, because his large body completely shielded my smaller body from the eyes of the guards.

Moments later, I overheard light footsteps and forced my eyes open to notice a guard standing behind the Lycan King with his head downcast and some sort of cloth in his grip.

My captor took it from the guard and flung it over my body as he loosened his hold on my throat and pulled away from me at the same time. way as he pulled away from me and I could breathe again. Even though I shook and gasped for breath, I hastily grabbed the blanket as fast as I could and wrapped it around me covering my nakedness.

It felt good to finally be able to breathe. I touched my neck and it felt sore. He was about to choke me to death. I was breathing heavily as I watched him step back. I could feel the air in my lungs again as I panted heavily, staring at his large clothed back.

I couldn’t help but wonder how the guard knew to bring a blanket, and what prompted him to do that without getting any order verbally, since during that period, the Lycan king had been speaking to me.

I don’t think I heard him call or tell anyone anything.

Why did he even let me cover my body instead of letting the guards see my nakedness? Did he feel some kind of guilt or need to protect me from their eyes? Or did he feel sympathetic? He was always cold and ruthless so why let me cover myself? I couldn’t dwell on it much but I was still confused.

A lot of questions were going through my head at once, which was starting to make my head hurt.

I felt a hand grab my arm and before I knew it, I was thrown into the cage again and I landed on my buttocks hard. I felt a sharp pain shut up my body as I heard the door of the cage get locked once again.

I watched the Lycan king from the cage as he left the arena without sparing me another glance, leaving me in a confused state. My neck was sore and the bra scratch marks were still hurting. I gently touched them and I flinched at my touch.