Elena’s POV
Unable to sleep more than 40 minutes I awake to my pounding heart.
King Harvey will take my virginity in three days. I have never even had a boyfriend!
According to every rumor I have heard, King Harvey is ruthless and cold. How could I feel comfortable to just let him… give him my virginity?
Exhaling heavily, I try to calm my thundering heart and empty stomach. Lying down, I force myself to breathe through my mouth and try to remember breathing exercises.
Nothing comes to mind.
I can just picture my sister crying over the phone to my dad, wondering where I am.
Between the threat of my virginity being taken from me and worrying over my sister, I know I must escape. When I try to get up out of bed, it feels as if my skin peels off my back.
“Damn it.” I whisper to myself and grimace at the disgusting feeling.
Literally sewn back together like a doll.
I place my hand on my back carefully and feel a patch of bandages. Warm, harsh, yet dry. That is a slight relief.
One final breath brutally flows through my body, and I steel my nerves.
I must be brave now.
The window in front of me has bars on it and is flanked by a red velvet curtain. In the same gap between these curtains is a soft moonlight.
In one harsh moment from my sitting position, I thrust myself out of bed and almost collide with the wall. Using it to keep me steady, I press a hand to the wall and inch closer and closer to the front door.
A soft beeping follows my every step.
Glancing down at the sound, I can see a little red dot blinking at my ankle.
They have me under house arrest? I am being monitored, like a prisoner.
I can’t even run, but under the night sky maybe I will have some time and a way out. The knife in my dress is still there. I can feel the weight of it.
The sound of utensils clattering makes me jump back and scramble to hide behind the velvet curtain that drapes the window.
Angling myself so that I can peer out from the side of the velvet curtain, I see the silhouette of the young maid in the crack of the door open ajar.
The inky black silhouette stomps her foot. “That stupid mortal woman! It will take me two seconds to kill her, then King Harvey will be mine!”
Another voice enters the fray, smoky and low. I can see the silhouette of curled, voluminous hair and a fit body.
“Where is that human?! I will never understand how she will be King Harvey’s mate! I will rip her to shreds!”
“I can’t believe she is worthy of being King Harvey’s mate! A weak, stupid human? No, no way! What he needs is a real woman, a she-wolf.”
The smoky low voice laughs loudly. “How can a mere human woman even have withstood sex with him? She won’t. We should kill her to save him time.”
I jump back at her vicious snarling and crunching fangs.
The maid takes in an audible trembling breath. “No,” she starts as gently as possible. “T-that human is the mate that King Harvey retrieved himself. He needs her to relieve him of his agony from his heat of the full moon. Only she will do it. Until that time, she is to remain unharmed. King Harvey has demanded that of us.”
Mummering of other women enter the conversation and stun me. How many women, are they women? She-wolves are there? Some more snarling causes me to pause and try to count the voices. One, two, three just snarled so bad she sounds like a motorcycle… and the one that sounds like the leader. Four of them.
“How is that possible? Humans can’t bear the pain of having sex with a werewolf!” She-wolf three just yelled.
“Humans are so pathetic and weak,” the leader she-wolf spits. “They will be killed within the first two minutes. Their bodies are too soft, they have no pain threshold!”
Placing my hands over my face, I stop myself from screaming into my hands. Sweat breaks out on my forehead as I slump down the wall and land on the floor like a broken doll.
How will I survive? I won’t. Between King Harvey being cold and ruthless, and not even human, how will I get through the night? He is not human…anywhere on his body.
Just his fighting prowess alone rivals five bodybuilders. He is infinitely stronger than I, and how will I manage to live through his sex drive?
Let alone his heat, isn’t that when they go like sex crazy?
There is no doubt in my mind I will die at the hands of King Harvey.
How am I going to escape? The window is protected, and this front door has a collection of were wolves.
Three days to get out, three days.
I need to look around where I am. I am in a beautiful room but is this a castle? He is a king, right? It could be a fort?
Breathe, breathe.
I take a deep breath and try to think.
How can I escape as a human surrounded by werewolves? Is there anything that will change my scent? But does that matter with all their heightened senses?
Is there another way out?
As quickly as my wounded back allows me, I walk around the bed and look under to see if there is a trap door.
There is nothing.
Taking a step back, I see the canopy moves slightly… the wind comes from behind the headboard of the bed and drifts forward through the front door.
There must be another window somewhere.
I walk past the bed and see an open window, just big enough for me to get through. Standing on my tiptoes, I grit my teeth. A fire explodes down my back. How can I reach this window? My heels?
Standing as straight as I can and swallowing down my whimpers of pain, I rush back to my heels and carry them in my hand. Thinking quickly, I take a pillow with me and throw it out the window. The soft thud it creates tells me I am on the third floor.
In front of the window again, I slip them on and climb through the window as my back twists in pain.
Ignoring the blood in my mouth, I land on the pillow ass first. Pain surges up my back three times then leaves me winded.
I need my back healed.
In one cold and piercing drawn breath, I force down my pain and the dizziness I feel. Standing up unstably, I will take the pillow with me under my arm. I could always use it on my lump bed.
"Where do you want to go?"
A masculine voice suddenly called out, and a surge of my blood rushes to my back all of a sudden as my hand and feet turn cold.
King Harvey!
“No, no, I…” I begin to inch backwards but stop when he offers a clawed hefty hand.
“I-I-…” I can’t think of what to say that will keep me alive in this situation.
My stomach turns to stone as bile crawls up my throat. I take in a sneaky breath through my mouth, but it doesn’t calm me.
“Please, let me go!” I plead with all my heart, but Lady Luck is not on my side.
He picks me up as if I am a kitten. “No.”
My heart sinks.
King Harvey carries me back to the castle. He says nothing and I know his stone face is proof that I insulted him by running away.The moonlight softly highlights his sharp high cheekbones and stone jaw. A soft smattering of stubble dances across his face. His brown eyes glow a soft gold.His brown hair is well combed and clean, short, and contained.The rumors of his ugly appearance must have had to do with his cold heart.King Harvey is rather handsome and if he wasn’t a werewolf, maybe… I’d like to have a relationship with him.The truth stands, he could kill me in a glance with the hand he is using to hold his wine glass.All of this is because of the mess Gamma Kevin put me in yesterday.I have been reduced to nothing but a living, breathing tool to relieve his heat.I didn’t expect my escape to be thwarted by King Harvey himself. Nor did I expect him to take me so lightly into his private chambers.The white walls are pristine, but the immense queen-sized bed covered by red velv
“Your wounds will not heal quickly, human.” King Harvey frowns as he stops ripping my dress. He takes ointment and helps me apply it to my wounds. “Your wound is already glued to your clothes. You must remove it, or it will be inflamed.”“Thank you.” I whisper.My heart skips a beat and kills all the pain I feel.King Harvey remains silent, but I can feel his dissatisfaction. His voice leaks it.I know why he is unhappy. My stomach turns.I will not be able to have sex with him in three days to relieve him of his agony. Will I be killed by the others for my lack of use?If I die, my sister will be left alone, and no one will take care of her. Dad would sell her in a heartbeat for a shiny case of whiskey.“King Harvey,” I breathe through my pain uneasily. “I will be fine to help you, I will do anything, please let me go, please. I must take care of my sister…”Turning to face King Harvey, I allow tears of pain to roll down my face. Not the physical discomfort I feel but of a broken hea
Elena’s POVI awake to the morning sun, gently caressing my face.What day is it? And where am I?A look around the room shows me I am in the same room I had passed out in. Feeling my forehead, I feel no fever. My body no longer aches.I slept all day.Counting on my fingers, I conclude that tomorrow night is the night of the full moon. Time is short again and my heart begins to beat irregularly.Am I ready to be mated with? In two days, there is no way I can escape.“Human. There is a visitor for you.” Another maid appears to the right of me, and even though her tone is cold, it is not malicious like the last two maids.She is new to me with soft brown hair and a very gentle voice.Did King Harvey speak to her? Did he threaten everyone here?“She is just some lowly human… nothing…” She mutters as she walks out of the room.I sigh, placing my face in my hands.I shake it off with one deep breath, deciding to focus on the fact that if I wasn’t needed, as the only human here, King Harve
Elena’s POVKing Harvey nods at my words but says nothing.My heart freezes. Unable to breathe, I shut my eyes. To say I am surprised is an understatement, my knees are weak and almost buckle.King Harvey takes a long look at me then silently opens the door to my room, ushers me in and closes it. Throwing myself on my bed, I find myself unable to cry. I bury my face in my pillows and have no courage to scream.King Harvey is aloof. Why would he care what a weak human pleads of him.I close my eyes against the fear surging through my body. I am going to be sick if I keep replaying my morning over in my head. I take a sip of the lukewarm water left for me at my bedside.My stomach lurches at the water slipping down my throat and I rush off to the bathroom to puke.What a beautiful mate I will make…King Harvey’s POVWalking into my red study, I pull out my cellphone. The cellphone weighs nothing in my hand and for a moment I stare at it. What an odd piece of technology. I know I don’t n
Elena’s POV At least, at least I can beg him to keep my sister safe. No matter what happens to me here. I nod to myself; my mind is made up. I am taken to King Harvey’s room by the pale maid. She has only given me a crème thin nightgown and lace underwear. I can’t help but blush, the feeling of the underwear against my skin is odd. I am not completely covered, but it feels sensual. I stand by his massive red bed and wait, unsure of what to think or how to feel. I draw in one slow cold breath to calm myself but still shiver in fear. Time passes slowly, as if by dripping water droplets. Finally, the door opens and King Harvey walks in mutely. I close my eyes against his presence, fear climbing up into my throat and sealing it shut. “Open your eyes and look at me.” King Harvey commands me as he picks me up as if I am his bride. The heat from his body brings me slight comfort. Yet, his hot breath in my ear makes my heartbeat faster. He gingerly places me on the bed and I inch
Elena’s POV Clear as my fear, I still feel King Harvey as he finishes. He exhales heavily, dropping his face into my neck. Freezing entirely in his grasp, he brushes his nose with my bare shoulder, then presses his face there. I shiver, and still feel the need to be with him and satisfy him. My fear kills that. Along with his long fangs that just barely kiss my bare shoulder. The slightest feeling of being bitten burns on my left shoulder but I stay quiet. The soft sting of breaking skin and blood follows, but I ignore it. I don’t want to think about what has happened. Slowly, he detaches himself from me and walks off to the bathroom. Exhaustion blankets me. The stress of worrying about this for three days, my life, my sister’s life, my dad, and my wound. We didn’t have sex because of my back, but once it heals, I am all his. The thought both thrills and paralyzes me with terror. When King Harvey returns, he wears dark shorts and a black tank top. He gingerly rolls me on my st
Elena’s POVBeta guides me through the opulent castle with a steady step quickly. He remains quiet, more concentrated on our footsteps than explaining anything else to me. With an arm wrapped around my shoulders, he maneuvers me around as if I am a broken doll.My stomach churns but there is nothing I can do about this.He takes me to a massive double door with a carving of a golden wolf’s head split down the middle of it. I swallow, unaware of what is behind that door.This whole area is new to me, red plush carpet and shining white marble walls.“Are you ready, human?”I look up to him slowly. “For what?”A proud smile flourishes across his face as he moves to open the doors.The doors open to a round white tiled room, surrounded by books. There is a massive solid oak desk and a red velvet chair behind that.King Harvey stands at his oak desk and in a flash, he is in front of me. He offers me a hand. I take it, unsure of what else, what to do and why.The warmth of his hand envelope
I have agreed to receive elite training. My heart leaps up into my throat. I have not been in a school in years, and I am very eager to study. I have not had the chance to because I needed to take care of my younger sister Emily.I am very excited about the opportunity. I am in a new red and white school uniform complete with new red shoes. I haven’t worn one of these in years. My stomach churns with the odd mix of excitement and pure fear.I will be the only human there. Alone, again.King Harvey has explained to the marking ceremony will happen the next full moon night.King Harvey has set several of his Betas around to go and spread the word. Currently, he sits at his massive oak desk drafting off an official document for me.He has chosen the best high school in the pack for me and will send me over shortly.“King Harvey,” I start timidly. “Will… you visit me?”King Harvey slowly raises his head from his piece of paper and smiles at me. “Yes, Elena. I will be on standby if you nee