A/N// This annoying little wretch…if you hurt Zhander despite saying you wouldn’t, I will strangle you! I promise.
Marlie slid out of Zhander’s arms, the towel garnered beneath her on the sheets that had been too wet to sleep on last night shifting along with her movements. Zhander stirred beside her, his heavy arm falling around her waist once again. “Where are you going?”“It’s none of your business…” Marlie looked away from him, away from his squinted eyes and away from the bold and annoying tattoo on his chest. “It’s nothing.”Zhander perched his head on his palm, staring down at her with deep curiosity. “If you were looking for your dress, then it’s all torn. I had the maids pack us a suitcase of clothes in the trunk of the car, but last night it had been too late to pack them out. I’ll go instruct someone to get them so you can shower and get dressed.” He sat up, finally releasing her. “Stay here until I get back.”Marlie’s eyes floated back over to him, holding a glare that depicted her hate for him. “Like I have anywhere else to go…how will I go outside naked?”“You’re right…” Zhander smil
Zhander watched as his driver hauled the suitcase out of the car trunk before slamming it shut. “Where should I put it?” “Just follow me, Greg.” The middle-aged human obliged, following Zhander back towards where Xanthus and Romere stood, waiting for him with a small backpack in both their hands. “We didn’t bring much, but we brought clothes for the celebration tonight.” Xanthus looked around. “But I never thought I’d hate coming back here as much as I do now.” Zhander sighed, following his gaze towards where some of Zaid’s pack members stood. They were walking and staring and talking. It must be surprising that he was here since he hadn’t visited since Rosa’s death, so it was normal for them to stare, for them to talk…but them doing that only reminded him of back then when they all chose his brother instead of choosing him…when they all turned their backs on him claiming he was incompetent and unable to rule… And for that…he hated these lands and the very people on it. “Don’t min
So much for not going in when she was in there now, shaking like a leaf in Zhander’s arms. The bastard had shoved her in without a warning and when she was on the brink of drowning, he had come to her rescue. “You’re e-evil…I almost drowned.”“You weren’t drowning Marlie, you were just being overly dramatic.”“I wasn’t…” Marlie’s hands gripped his shoulders tighter, glancing down at the water that almost killed her. “I was going to die.”“As if I’d let that happen, stop exaggerating…the water is so shallow that we’re literally sitting in it.”Marlie puffed her cheeks, she didn’t have a comeback for that because it was the truth. They really were sitting in it ~Zhander at the bottom and her in his lap~ and the water only managed to reach up to the center of her back.But still, because of it, her hair was wet now and her nose was stuffy. “You didn’t have to d…”“Marlie…” His hands started to create circular motions on her back. “I thought we agreed that you’d beg me to f*ck you as soon
TRIGGER WARNING: Please be advised that this book contains topics and scenes that are extremely dark and graphic. It may contain abuse, words of profanity as well as other things that may be triggering to some readers. Please thread carefully. You have been warned, I will not be blamed for any emotional trauma that occurs if you choose to continue._Marlie’s hands stung as she wrung them against the ropes, her eyes pinned to the dirty walls in front of her because that was really all she could see. Her ankles were tied as well, but it wasn’t just her body that was restrained, her heart too.Fear caged the organ completely, and anticipation was deliberately trying to kill her. Her body was shaking, trembling with the bitter knowledge of what she knew was to come.For she was a human being; weak and puny and behind her were multiple werewolves looking for their next prey. Because they were strong, they had taken over the world and taken away what was called free will from all of humani
Marlie gasped when she felt his free hand slowly climbing up her thigh. “For such a fighter…you have a pretty and innocent face. Like an angel, I guess I picked the right girl.” A finger of his slid between her folds and Marlie’s hand scraped against the walls helplessly. At the moment, she felt more impotent than a newborn baby…he was touching her in places she’d never been touched before and she couldn’t do anything about it. “Stop it…don’t touch me you…you…!” Her words melted into a breathless gasp when he shoved a finger into her. “You what? What am I? Tell me, human.” “You…Y-You’re a disgusting creature.” He chuckled. “I am, aren’t I? But this disgusting creature will soon have you crying like the other little sluts around you. Look at them, everybody else is taking their fate with open arms…it’s only you who’s fighting back. What? Do you think you’re any different from them? You’re a little slut too…you have no purpose but to be f*cked and bred. Thank this disgusting creature
Marlie woke up in her cell the next day, naked and cold. Her body was sore and there was dry semen between her thighs. It served as a disgusting reminder of what had happened to her.That wolf…no, that lycan…he was a heartless man. She’d heard of him, and not only him, but she had also heard about the other lycan that ruled the world alongside him. They were brothers; born from the same human who had done what humans couldn’t twice; give birth to werewolves. They were so heartless that they hated each other. They killed many of their own kind, even the werewolves feared them, so why did he…? Or rather why didn’t he kill her…?Her hands hugged around her body as she leant against the dirty prison walls. She felt like his hands were still against her body, touching her in ways she did not want to be touched…she could still feel his hot breath against her ears, calling her something she wasn’t…a slut…a whore…It was like he was here, rendering her helpless, inputting nothing but fear in
As soon as the woman left the room, Marlie laid herself in the tub of water. Her hands were shaking as she used them to scrub her body, trying to get off what wasn’t even visible.Every crevice, every corner…her nail dug even pass the outer layer of her skin, creating cuts that the water didn’t hesitate to burn, and when her hands reached between her legs, tears burned the rim of her eyes and her body slumped against the tub.She hated this feeling, whatever it was…the feeling of being used and abused without her permission, it hurts…she felt as though she was now mentally weak even though she had once considered herself mentally strong.Dropping her hand, she looked off to the bathroom walls. She was scared to even wash herself, he had scarred her; a deep wound that she didn’t think would ever heal. It wasn’t supposed to go as it did last night.She had disrespected him, told him that he was repulsive, so he was supposed to kill her…however instead of giving her the easier way out, h
Marlie was dragged outside by two guards, towards a car that sat in front of the building. She was placed inside, both guards taking a seat on either side of her. The lady from before sat in the front seat along with another man; the driver.“The forgotten castle you say?”“Yes…that one.”“Alright.”Marlie jumped when the car engine started, her eyes unfocused as she looked around at a world she had only seen glimpses of for 6 years.The sun was bright, hung up in the sky like a halo of death, there were trees almost everywhere and other cars drove by, some swiftly, some slow. The car she was in, moved backwards the slightest bit, twisting towards the road and then it took off.Marlie’s eyes were fixated on the blurred world that she could see through the windows, her hands gripping onto the seat for leverage. She knew this was a ride to another space of captivation, yet she couldn’t help but enjoy the air that bruised her skin.It made her feel as though she was a butterfly, flitteri