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Lusia

I could feel my heart thumping hard against my chest as I realized the door was locked. There was no way that this was happening. I couldn't be locked in. Why would Dane do such a thing to me? What had I done wrongly? My memories were foggy and I couldn't remember much. But I did remember him shoving his cock in my throat until he orgasmed. The thought made my body shudder in irritation and pain. It was something I didn’t want to remember. But I didn’t have a choice. He had forced himself on me.

I was scared of what he would do when he came back. The fear of him exacting the same punishment he had a few hours ago frightened me coupled with the bizarre dream I just had. It freaked me out completely. And I wanted to get out of here as fast as I could.

And so I slammed my fist on the door, banging it and screaming at the top of my voice.

“Someone let me out of here,” I begged. But it seemed that nobody was going to hear my cry. I was stuck here and what could be worse than that?
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  • The Lycan King’s Playtoy   127

    KiaraThe piercing night air brushed against my skin as I ran across the castle grounds with silent boots on the humid dewy grass. Like a ghost, I had slipped out of Dane's chamber. I left Lusia, bleeding and shattered. The corpse of the stranger lay cold on the floor. The chaos I had brewed was still rippling with the sounds of guards shouting from afar and the deliciously dull roar of the enraged mob. Perfect. Dane would be chasing shadows while I drifted into the dark. My dagger felt heavy, the blade clean yet eager for blood. I had accomplished my aim: first, a chink in his armor, second, a wound to Lusia's mind. Now to simply vanish. Halfway to the outer wall, when a hand crushed down on my arm and yanked me back hard. My breath hissed, anger flaring as I spun with my dagger, slashing viciously upward. Whoever had the nerve to touch would soon rue it—the blade was a silver flash traveling in an arc right to the flesh, but the firm grip caught my wrist with vicious force haltin

  • The Lycan King’s Playtoy   126

    Dane As I stormed down the castle's halls, the darkness engulfed me as my heels kissed the stone floor, and my heart thumping frantically in my chest. The air was thick with stale smells, the flickering light from the torches scarcely piercing the dark wall of shadows before me. I had felt it: the invitation, the diversion. Now, every unhurried step toward my room was punctuated by a frantic race against something that I could not name but could damn well feel. Kiara's presence lingered in my mind mostly as a sharp scent, venomous in intent, telling me she had been here. The rabble outside was nothing compared to what she could have done here indoors.I rounded the last corner, my stride quickening, more forceful when I saw it—smeared dark and wet blood—just outside my doorpost. Glistening dully in the halftime gloom, the jagged line of blood froze me in place. I caught my breath in a hard hitch, with a snarl on my lips as I took in the gruesome sight splayed before me. A body cru

  • The Lycan King’s Playtoy   125

    DanePresent day. A shivering man bearing a flickering torch in the darkening courtyard as his only illumination asked one weak and irrelevant question. Had you come to kill my father? That little spark fire of defiance was already extinguished by the weight of my presence. Looking into those erstwhile broad watery eyes, I lost all hearing from the murmurs of the crowd behind him. What did a hundred fools with torches and borrowed rage stirred up by Kiara's lies mean to me? My patience went over the edge like a dry twig yielding under pressure."You know nothing" rolled out of me, deep and cold, like a blade of sound cleaving through the night. It wasn't deafening, and it needn't have been. It settled like lead into their bones, visibly sending shivers down their spines. I could see their shoulders hunched; I could see the gasping breaths."And therefore, you have no right to stand before me and spill filth." Before the words finished drifting away, I was practically there. My sword,

  • The Lycan King’s Playtoy   124

    Dane Twenty-one years ago. The room was cold. Cold like a penetrating chill that flows into the marrow and settles down for a long. Bare stone walls, gray and unyielding, were an asset to my prison; only a flickering torch thrown high above me allowed light to spill away from them. I was a boy—some eleven or twelve years, maybe—with a pair of legs as white as the moon, suspect quaking with only the weight of manifest horror. The air was thick with dampness from the earth, mixed with something sharper, something that spoke of presence: in a far-off corner, a hare was hiding, matted brown fur streaked with dirt and large, wide round eyes that seemed to glint lithely in the darkness. It remained there unmoving, staring at me, the breath shallow, like the angry, heaving of a chest. I held it lightly, bow smooth and sturdy in wood, a challenge for my strength to draw it. An arrow lay there as if in its rightful place, worn and scuffed, dull but for a faint glimmer. Above, an eye-the ca

  • The Lycan King’s Playtoy   123

    Dane“Sir. The mob is getting furious,” one of my guards asked. “What do we do?”I scratched my chin as I thought of our next move. I was seated on the throne bathed in silence before the guard came in. I was thinking of Kiara and how she had been able to infiltrate the castle and also bring half of the pack towards us in rage. What lie had she told them that they could possibly believe? She was good. She had done better than I expected. Well, I didn’t expect any less from her. She was always a nuisance. Every single place she went. And it was exhausting. I was tired of having to put up with her. Every single time that I thought I got rid of her, she came back stronger. I wondered if I would be able to lock her up in the dungeon this time. No. There wouldn’t be a need for that. I was going to make sure I crushed her throat when she was brought to me. The only judgment I was going to give her was a swift one: death. “Where is Kiara? Have you found her?” I demanded ignoring his earlie

  • The Lycan King’s Playtoy   122

    LusiaMy heart was thumping hard against my chest as I felt the cold blade kissing the back of my neck. The man in the black. I had forgotten about him because I had been too focused on Kiara. That had cost me to drop my guard, and he had taken advantage of that. And now, my mind was racing as I thought of what to do next. I was stuck between running away or going after Kiara. Kiara was standing before me, and through the dim light of the crescent moon that rushed into the room, I could see the sinister grin on her face. She felt she had won this, but it wasn’t over. I wasn’t through with her. She had done the worst thing ever. She had brought up my family. My dear parents. And now, I was wondering how she knew about this. What had prompted her to come here? Was it just to taunt me? No. She wouldn’t risk her life for that. I knew Kiara. She was smarter than that. “You know that time is running out, Kiara,” I reminded her. “I wonder how much longer you are going to stay. You are want

  • The Lycan King’s Playtoy   121

    LusiaHalf a second passed as I readied myself to retaliate for the action of Kiara. Kiara shot her entire hand and caught me by my neck in a vice-like grip. The moment she applied pressure, all air was gone from my lungs and trapped in my chest; those sharp nails were digging in. I fought against her wrist. I could feel my scratched and daubed nails helplessly sliding over her flesh. But she seemed adamant against my protests. There was a fire in her eyes, fueled by an abyss of hatred and rage: deep within, something like an aerial jet flash of madness flickered among all that hatred. With my lungs shrieking, I fought for air. “How dare you,” her voice growled a guttural hiss that penetrated straight to my spine. “Talking to me, a Lycan, like that? Are you degrading me? A common werewolf, a filthy little mutt like you?” Her grip tightened, darkness blotting my vision, and my head felt as if it was splitting open. The world was spinning, and I held on for dear life. “That’s all yo

  • The Lycan King’s Playtoy   120

    Lusia The darkness pulled me towards the light and a strange feeling surged through my body. The feeling of being pulled by the light made me feel numb. And just as I was moving upwards, a building light shone on me before everything went white. I jerked awake to find a figure staring at me. From the contours on his shoulders and his athletic build, I could tell that the figure was a man. The man was staring at me, his eyes scanning me through the black mask he wore. This was a scary sight. I was frightened by this. What was he doing here? How did he get into the room? And what was the last thing that happened? I couldn't remember. My mind was filled with thoughts but I couldn’t understand them. The last thing I remembered was Dane pulling me towards him and tying me up. He had gagged my mouth also. I tried to scream as I stared at the figure but my voice was blocked by the fabric that was shoved down my throat. I could barely breathe and my lungs were crying out for oxygen. The m

  • The Lycan King’s Playtoy   119

    Dane Watching Lusia being put to sleep was one of the hardest things to watch. I couldn't stand seeing her like this. There was something going on with her that I couldn’t just understand. She was changing and not in the way I had expected. I thought that her time with Florence would make her feel better and stronger. But I was wrong. I had thought that helping her wake her wolf would make her feel stronger and better. I was also wrong. I was wrong. She didn’t just wake up her wolf. She had woken up something sinister inside her as well. Something darker and I just couldn't understand what it was. But I knew one thing, it was her wolf. Her wolf was much too strong for her. And it made me wonder if it was because of how weak she was before she got it. Her wolf had been sealed away for so long that it caused a rampage each time it sprung up. It was almost like it was a different being entirely. They didn’t synchronize properly. That was why she didn’t have control over it.I watch Lu

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