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 velvet covers and pillows seems to go on forever.
I did not expect that when I tried to escape, I would run directly into his awaiting warm embrace.
What are the consequences of having King Harvey know that I want to run away?
Maybe I will be locked away in a filthy, grimy cell overflowing with disease riddled rats.
I try again, having nothing to lose. Tears continue to flow down my face, and he wipes them away diligently.
“Please, please! Let me go home, my sister is waiting for me!”
My father is a demon when drunk and he will not take any care of my sister and I. If I die, my sister will have no one.
For her, I must find a way to survive this.
King Harvey’s footsteps halt and I look up at him cautiously.
There is no spark of rage in his face, his gaze wavers.
I have a glimmer of hope and I want to keep begging, but a female voice cuts in.
“King Harvey, I’m sorry I’m late!”
It’s the young maid, rushing. When she saw King Harvey hold me, her face falls and she cursed.
“Who made you leave her?!” She glares at me with gritted teeth, fangs gleaming.
I bit my lower lip and said nothing. I know my place. In this pack ruled by werewolves, I am at the very bottom and this maid can reprimand me.
Seeing this is the territory of werewolves, they can kill me anytime. I only breathe because of the man behind me. I need to have sex with him in three days to relive his heat, and then the werewolves will tolerate me forever.
Currently, I have failed to escape and frustrated him.
“You stupid human!”
“Shut up!”
King Harvey interrupts the maids. “The wounds on your back are worse. Didn’t I ask you to take care of her?”
His steel tone takes me back, I thought he was mad at my escape. Why is he fretting over my wounds?
The young maid gasps, then glares at me resentfully. “King Harvey, I have done my best to look after her, she fell out of bed by herself. She has been making things difficult and bossing us around because she is your mate. Doris can back me up!”
I grip the sheets tightly in fear.
It’s ridiculous, the maid who was arrogant before seems to be in fear now. This is a poor lie.
King Harvey growls. “How dare you lie to me?” King Harvey glances at the maid in front of him and snarls. “Do you know what your punishment will be?”
The maid bows her head instantly and sniffles. “King Harvey, I am wrong, and I will never do it again.”
Unmoved, King Harvey moves his hand to drag the maid down in front of him.
I can’t breathe.
This is King Harvey, the strongest werewolf in the world, who can decide life and death with a simple wave of the hand.
“No, no, I escaped on my own! Please!” I cry out.
Will he torture me, and how? Will I never see my sister again?
“How is your wound, human?” King Harvey looks me dead in the eyes and I am grateful there is no ice in his eyes.
“It hurts, King Harvey…” I bow my head and remain submissive.
I must remain truthful around him, he hates lies.
King Harvey presses me to the bed, and I gasp in cold fear.
King Harvey is so strong, I’m at his mercy like a doll. He turns me over so my back was facing him, and his body presses against me.
“King Harvey…?”
As my dress was torn apart, the shock of the cold midnight air blowing against my back. It feels like a blowtorch. I jump and hiss at the pain.
“N…No!” I cry out as the severe pain made me thrash against him nonstop.
I feel the wounds on my body open and gush blood, stinging as I sob bitterly.
“Don’t move!” He growls, ignoring my pain and taking both my hands in one of his.
I hope he will stop, but he continues to rip at my dress.
Will he take my virginity now?
I can’t handle werewolf sex as a human, and I am bruised.
I will be fucked to death by him!
“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
Elena’s POV“She doesn’t look very good or strong. I don’t know what King Harvey is thinking. How can he let a human become our luna?” The teacher, a woman in a simple red dress with sleeves mutters under her breath with a frown as I walk to the spare seat closest to the door on the left side of the room.The frown stays on her face as I take a seat.I know I’m not welcome here, and she is not accepting me as her student. I grit my teeth to stop my trembling. Every glowing eye in the room is pure malicious intent.With her pulled back brown hair in a shell-like bun around her head, she moves to her desk and clears her throat. Clinically, she moves to the massive green board and pulls out a metal baton and smacks the board.“Before I was interrupted,” she announces. “I was saying, the power of a werewolf…”She begins to speak faster as I do my best to write down the notes on the board. The red journal that King Harvey gave me from his personal collection has a golden binding and the sa