5. To Extreme Darkness

AMANISA’S POV

“I'm afraid I will have to reject your offer.”

I answered the demanding man that had taken me to and fro pleasure land. He took me on a journey I had never dared to embark on before he tackled me to the floor of my room. He deflowered me.

There was no regret… or maybe there was one.

I lost my virginity to one of those that killed my parents and ended my father’s reign as the Lycan King. I shoved that bile down my throat and concentrated on the tingling feeling that was still zapping through and over my body.

I was in love with that but the blue eyes stranger in my home didn't seem to be pleased with me. He was shocked just like I had been when he commanded me to be his sex slave. What the fuck!

“Are you saying no?”

The stranger I had considered my key and that I gave my body to, questioned with disbelief. He made it seem like he had never been rejected before. He must be one of the most influential Lycan of the Royal Hills.

“Do you expect me to say yes and fall into your arms like a slut in distress?”

I uttered without thinking twice about my choice of words. Although I was fighting a battle within me, I didn't let it show on my face or in my tone. Of course, I still wanted him to take me to the Wereland. As dangerous as that might sound, I still wanted to go with him because using my inherited key would cause so many problems for me.

My enemies would be alerted and they would search for me for days… that is if I didn't fall into their hands.

My body was fighting against my strong will. It was a tough internal battle but I held on, staring at the figure of the large man who had begun sauntering towards me. He was staring at me as if I was prey and he was the predator.

“Do you think you can deny me of my wants? Do you have any idea what I can do to you? I can-”

“Do I look like I'm scared of whatever you are capable of doing to me? What can you do that hasn't been done to me before? Do you even know why I am here in the human world? You don't care about that. You had a good fuck so you want to keep me for yourself but guess what, I do not belong to you or to that land that purge me out.”

I retorted sharply. I didn't wait for the Lycan in my house to finish spewing his threatening words. The plan was to seduce him not to have sex with him but the sweet ache between my legs was a reminder that I had failed to stick to my plans for some reasons that remained unknown.

He dared to threaten me. Who does he think he was to me? He might have found a way into my pants but that was because I allowed him and doesn't change the fact that he was a pawn I chose for my master plan.

“He is more than that, Ama and you know it. Something is compelling you to him like-”

“I know what you are doing, Arla, and I won't fall for it. Stay out of this if you are planning to make me weak before the enemy.” I snapped at my Lycan.

Arla couldn't come up with a comeback because she felt the power of the Lycan in the room, radiating off him as he closed the distance between us, grasped my neck, and backed me up against the nearest wall.

This reminded me of how we ended up kissing in the dark corner.

I almost let out a moan. He chuckled evilly due to my response to his touch.

“You aren't mine? You wish, Amanisa. The moment you walked on that stage and locked eyes with me was when you chose to be mine. The moment you told me to take you and that I plagued into your vagina was when I claimed you. You belong to me-”

“I can't be your sex slave-”

“You have no choice, rogue. You will obey me or else-”

“Enough with the threats! You can’t hurt me and get away with it and I would rather stay in the human world than become a plaything for you.”

Yelling at him and fighting to get his hold off me, I gave the Lycan whose name I still didn't know a piece of my mind. The lycan glared at me, bared his elongated fangs, and raised a fist with the other hand that wasn't holding me against the wall.

Within a twinkle of an eye, his fist drove closer to my face but rather than release a whimper or get frightened, I simply held his gaze and his fist hit the wall… right beside my ear.

“Showing your strength won’t change my mind.” I hissed.

I had come to the realization that I would rather use my father’s key than make use of this annoying man that thought he could make me succumb to his empty threats. I was a lycan no matter how others perceived me.

I wasn’t just a princess. I had undergone training to become more than a princess and I haven't been just dancing on a pole for the past twelve years. I was skilled and I didn't need my full strength to defend myself against someone as strong as him if I wanted to.

“Then what will? Should I knock you out and haul you to the Wereland?”

The Lycan inquired. It was surprising that he had become calm and his hand on my neck had loosened. What could have made him drop his guard? Was his wolf also feeling the connection that Arla was trying to explain to me?

Even if the bond was real, I would rather use it to acquire what I desired the most- REVENGE

“If I was to leave with you, I will rather be your woman… your chosen mate.”

Mating with a Lycan that was as strong as he would present me with the avenue and opportunities needed to create havoc among the Lycans and make them pay for the brutal end my parents suffered.

There was no way I would find peace like my parents wanted if I get mated to a man out of spite for him and our kind but I would do that and more to get the peace that I wanted. The peace that could only be gotten after I successfully avenge my parents.

“What do you say to that?”

I buttressed when the Lycan didn't respond. His blue eyes focused on me as he delivered his conclusion.

“Accepted. You will become my woman.”

Shockingly, he agreed without arguing or fighting me. My eyes scrutinized him, hoping to find some traces of lies but I saw none. If he was lying to me, he did a great job concealing it.

“Can we leave now?”

He added without giving me some space or time to reconsider my terms.

“Why now? We can leave before daybreak. It's still too early and I haven't packed-”

“I have to get back to Royal Hills before daybreak and you don't have to pack. Those clothes of yours aren't acceptable in the Wereland-”

“But wouldn't you want me to wear some for you when we are alone? After all, we are mates, or do you have another woman?”

I teased him with a slutty voice. His body tensed and he groaned, bringing his head closer to my face.

“If you continue like this, I might miss the meeting I have to attend in the morning. Pack up your essentials and meet me in the living room.”

He murmured to me, kissed me deeply, and left for the living room. The way we connected would remain a mystery. One minute we were at loggerheads and at each other's throats and the next we were talking like lovers.

I mean, I met him barely over two hours ago.

“This is a game, Isidora. Don't forget that.”

I thought to myself as I began packing. Well, I had done some packing before but now that I would be having a beasty mate to tame, I had to pack more of my seductive wear.

“Amanisa. This could be dangerous. What if he is tricking you? What if he knows who you are? He hasn't asked you but that doesn't mean that he hasn't found out. Please reconsider and can you stop this revenge hunt? It’s taking a toll on you and everything you stand for-”

“I stand for that revenge, Arla. don't you get it? I live and breathe for revenge. Why will I let this perfect opportunity slip?”

I cut off my Lycan as I closed my travel box.

“Weren't you feeling some connection earlier? Or was it the sex that got to you?” I added.

Arla’s attempts to warn me of the unknown were futile and she eventually blocked me off, leaving me alone as I took my potable box with me to the living room. The Lycan didn't seem surprised when he saw my box.

To me, it wasn't big but I made sure I pack my essentials and valuable items. Especially my Royal Key and bead my mom gave me before I was sent away… before their death.

“Are you sure you didn't forget anything? I won't be able to come here for a while.”

He stated.

“I have nothing to come back for. Can I at least know your name?” I said as he took my box from me.

He was authoritative but he was a gentleman or was he taking the box from me because he didn't want me to slow him down?

“I’m Kovan. To you.”

He answered. My eyebrow furrowed as I wondered if he had another name that I wasn't supposed to call. He was a mystery just like I was and I was being careful not to ask him too much so he wouldn't feel like he had the right to ask me questions in return. I would rather remain a mystery to him and the other Lycans that I would meet later.

We both exited my apartment and I locked the doors even though I didn't care about whatever happened to the place I had enjoyed living. I had no intention of coming back anyways.

“Hop on.”

Kovan crouched before me, urging me to get on his back. Like the Royalty that I was, I climbed on without hesitation. Kovan moved through the city discreetly and fast. I was certain no human would be able to see him even if he ran past them. The meeting he had to attend must be important.

“See, Arla, we were able to trap an important man. He would be of great help if we keep feeding him with the right meal.”

I called for my wolf but she ignored me. She would get over her anger sooner or later. It has been years since I enjoyed the feeling that came with running this fast. My dad and I used to train together and patrol the borders with his men when he was still the Lycan King.

“Are you alright?”

Kovan asked me. He must have sensed my emotions and discomfort. I quickly shoved the emotions to the darkest part of my mind just as the Lycan stopped moving. I didn't assure him that I was alright.

Instead, I took in the sight of our new location.

Only it wasn't new to me. I have been there before.

It was the same place I started my journey to extreme darkness. Being here with Kovan couldn't be a coincidence. Or Could it?