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His voice was calm even though his eyes were brewing a storm. Alarm bells went off in my head at the words but I didn't let my fear show again. "I've given you simple instructions not to leave my side and you disobeyed. Again" he sounded unimpressed. He paused and his eyes raked over me. I waited for him to finish. "I think it's time you learnt what it means to defy me" his eyes darkened as he stood up. "Strip" my eyes widened at his order. "What?" "Don't make me repeat myself Rebeccah" "B-But...." "Because if I have to, I'll tear your clothes off your body myself and your punishment will be a whole lot worse" I shivered at the threat. My heart wanted to be defiant but my brain recognized the seriousness of the threat. I stood to my feet, my fingers tangled with the strap of my dress. "I left because I was upset" I explained and he growled. "I didn't ask you that" he sounded uninterested. I let the straps fall first, revealing my bound breasts and exposed stomach. A nervous

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The regret was instant. The brutal feeling tore through my heart until there was nothing left to feel. I’d acted shamelessly. He had assaulted my ass and then I spread my legs for him.I groaned as I forced myself to my feet, my legs wobbling underneath me. I dragged myself to the bathroom and showed. When I returned, the room was still empty. A feeling washed through me but I ignored it and climbed into bed and as soon as my head hit the pillows, I was fast asleep.Morning came early. And it didn’t take away the memory of what happened yesterday. Today felt much worse. I didn’t like King Leonidas. In fact, I hated him more than words could explain. I hated what he had done to me in the beginning. How he had killed Roman. The mental torture and humiliation I had suffered in his hands.But none of that mattered in that moment when he had touched me. I growled. I was even more shocked at myself for liking it. Hell, he had spanked me. Like a fucking child and it made me tingle all ove

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King Leonidas refused to tell me where we were going. I tried to protest but he was rude as usual and my mood soured further. I considered a protest but I knew he wasn’t one to give up when he’d made up his mind so I begrudgingly followed him out. A carriage was waiting up front and he helped me into it. My mood didn't improve as we moved out of the castle grounds. I remained pressed against the door, not wanting to look at the indifferent king across from me. I wondered why I had to go with him or why he decided to stay in the carriage with me instead of running alone. Minutes passed and then the carriage came to a rough stop, sending me forward and into the king's lap. His hands grabbed my arms and I felt tingling as he steadied me. "If you wanted me to hold you, you could have just asked" I rolled my eyes and pulled away. He was full of dry humor today and it made me uncomfortable. His usual coldness felt normal. "Come on" he offered me a hand as he stepped down. I took it and

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Drip...Drip...I stood under a snatched roof, gentle drops of rain hitting the floor. The night air pricked my skin. I rubbed my arms for warmth and looked around to figure out where I was. A loud noise disrupted the silence and I jumped at the sudden noise. I listened again and realized it sounded very close. My feet started moving towards the direction of the sound. Slowly and unsure at first until my strides became steady...confident. The faster I walked, the louder the noise became. And then the noise disappeared as suddenly as it had come.I spotted a woman, tall and slender. She had her back to me and under the glow of the moon, she looked like an angel. My legs stepped into a puddle and her head turned around. She remained unrecognizable in the shadows but when her legs moved and the moon illuminated her figure, I stared at the oddly familiar face. "Becca" she called, her tone familiar and affectionate. I drew even closer. Something about her voice pulled me in."Becca" she ca

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I woke up to the chirping sounds of birds. My eyes fluttered open and I was faced with the blue sky. I rolled onto my side and groaned at the soreness of my body. That man...beast had taken me with an urgency I couldn't explain. I was no better myself. The pull I felt was uncontrollable. And I questioned myself and my recent attitude. First with the king whom I hated and now, an unknown beast. I was always doing things that I shouldn't be doing. I picked myself from the floor, wrapping my arms around myself as I followed the sounds of voices. The beast was nowhere to be seen and again, I wondered who he could be? Was he from this pack? His face didn't look familiar but then again, I had not seen him in the shadows and he had been more beast than man. In the throes of passion, I remembered the mark, a full moon on his neck, subtle since it blended so well with his skin. It shone brightly when he orgasmed. My eyes flashed in panic as I remembered he'd come inside of me. Lost in the pl

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The marks on my neck slowly faded away and I never had a reason to explain them. Days passed and they faded away but I never saw the king. His scent wasn't in the room whenever I woke up. I didn't ask but I knew he didn't come to his bedroom. Almost like he was avoiding it. That should have made me excited, that I didn't have to see him but instead, I felt abandoned, discarded. Locked up in his bedroom while he forgot about me. In those days, Ann had been my company. She didn't just deliver food, she hung around so I could have someone to talk to. Arin tried her best but there was only so much a person could take. I needed to be outside. On the fifth day of my imprisonment, I couldn't take it anymore. I was sick of staring at the same walls, looking outside the window consistently, and hoping I could be free from this room. Early that morning, I was dressed before Arin's arrival. It was still fairly early and the castle was just waking up. I opened the doors and the guards looked o

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He didn't need to speak, the girls sensed his presence and immediately their faces blanched as they turned around. "M-my lord" Melanie stuttered, moving forward just ahead of the girls and pausing halfway. I couldn’t help but notice she didn't try to get close to the king which I found very strange. "We were just..." his gaze shifted without a care for what was happening and landed on me. "Come here" the order bounced off the walls. The air stilled and I didn't waste a moment as I walked towards him. His eyes travelled over me and his lips curled in disapproval. "Let's go" he ordered and started walking. I followed immediately, twice as fast just to keep up with his pace. Melanie and her girls remained behind us, ignored. My brows pinched together in confusion as I followed him. He didn't say a word to his mate or even acknowledge her presence. Did they have a fight? "Ughhh" I groaned as I suddenly bumped into his back. My nose ached as I pulled away and stared up at him. "W

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I was surprised to see her here. We'd had minimal contact since the day I packed my things and left our shared quarters. The few unpleasant times I’d run into the others, she’d not been with them. "B-Becca..." she stuttered, clearly nervous and I took in her appearance. Her uniform was askew, the lower bit crumpled. She was sweaty and her face was flushed as she stared at me with wide eyes. "Are you okay Sarah?" "Y-yes" she answered immediately, her voice light...breathless. Sarah's eyes danced around like she'd rather be anywhere than here right now. "I should get going" she said and dashed past me like her ass was on fire. If I wasn't suspicious before, I certainly was now. Why did she act that way? Like she had been doing something she wasn't supposed to be doing. I'd recognize that look anywhere because I had once been in her place...When I stole from the king. Did she try to steal? I frowned. That shouldn't bother me. I walked over to the closet to get changed but the image

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I let out another groan of frustration. The two of them were taking out the joy of being outside. If I had to run into them every time I came outside, then I'd rather be in the room enjoying the quietness and peace. And it wasn't out of fear that I didn’t want to run into them. I wouldn't cower in front of people who I didn’t answer to. People who chose to be brutal to me for no reason at all. I didn't make the decisions in the castle. If they had a problem with me being in the castle or the king's room, then they had to redirect their anger to the king and stop tormenting me. She was his mate so it wouldn’t be difficult to make a request to him and get rid of me. Why she chose this method was lost on me."We meet again" her sour voice reached my ears and I rolled my eyes. "Unfortunately" I mumbled under my breath. "You must think I'm joking" she queried, crossing her arms over her chest."I don't. But there is absolutely nothing I can do about your request. If you have a problem,

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I zoned out during the trial. I could hardly pay attention to anything. King Leonidas' arms were like a hot band around my midriff. And despite all, it brought me comfort. It stopped me from having another panic attack as the trial continued. Unconsciously, I’d relaxed into him and he didn’t seem to mind. I didn’t think much about it right now but later, I’ll mentally question the reason for his attitude today. No verdict was given. The prisoners were led out of the hall and the jury got to their feet. King Leonidas helped me to my feet and led me through the same way we had come. A guard opened an empty room on the same hallway and we entered. I collapsed into the nearest chair and his eyes watched me. “Will you like a drink?” He asked as he inspected the bottles that had been laid out. “No” I said immediately and watched him pour himself one. Silence settled over the room until I spoke again. “Why are you always drinking?” I tried to keep the disgust out of my voice but it

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