UNEDITED: OLEN THE DARK PRINCE: Chapter 1-20

UNEDITED VERSON: BOOK 4.

🛠This book is scheduled to be rewritten & concluded!🛠 However, some people still want to read the old version.

‼️‼️❌ WARNING 18+ RATED R❌‼️‼️
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Chapter 1: Know Better.

[Meka Payton]

I stretch my arms over my head, curling my toes, and yawn, enjoying the delightful cracking through my sleepy bones. Ahh... What a glorious morning. People say mornings are a vital part of your day because it often sets the tone for the rest of your day. Good morning means a day filled with smiles and happy thoughts. A bad morning means a day filled with sad faces and negative attention.

I sit up and blink a few times, feeling my eyelashes faintly batting against my lids. I let out another yawn and grin at the morning light peeping through the slit of my bedroom curtain. A perfect morning and like clockwork my alarm when off. I love mornings and waking up before the alarm; eager to start my day with an invigorating run beside my handsome mate Lian. Well, technically he's not my mate yet. Not until our mating ceremony in a few weeks. I squeal in delight at being mated to the hottest guy in our pack and the future alpha. Luna Meka. That has a nice ring to it.

I quickly wash my face, tied my hair in a perfect ponytail, and smudge some lip gloss on my lips.  Appearance is everything, it builds your self-confidence and affects how people perceive you. If you want the part, you gotta look the part. I dash into my closet and put on my leggings, running sneakers, and a hoodie over my sports bra. I took one last glance in my floor-length mirror and gave myself an approval nod with a goofy grin. Must not keep my love waiting.

I hurried down to the kitchen to find Lian standing at the back door, looking hot as ever. Damn, this man never has a bad hair day. My eyes slowly trail down his tone-perfect body. His silky Ink black hair brushed back with that adorable just woke-up look. His plump lips curled into a smirk with his arms folded. I felt my heart quicken and my breathing shallow as his muscles rippled across his t-shirt. What a delicious sight, I can't believe he's all mine.

"You keep looking at me like that, and we won't be going anywhere," his earthy brown eyes darken lustfully. When our eyes connected, my heart danced and my stomach flip-flopped. I glance away, feeling all the blood rush to my cheeks. He chuckles softly and raises my chin, "You're so cute when you blush."

"Th-thanks," I stammer like a fool and mentally cringed." I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long?"

"I just got here actually." He smiles at me, and I blush."Come on, let's go. " He nods to the back door leading into the forest.

Our slow jogging soon turns into a full sprint, welcoming the cool winter breeze brush against my pale freckly skin, and fresh morning air filled my lungs. The sun blossoms on the horizon, filling the sky with beautiful shades of orange and pink, looking almost like a peach-magenta colour. Very much a glorious morning with the perfect man. I love morning, and I love him.

By the time we got back to the packhouse, we were sweaty and refreshed from our run. My mom, luna Rose, and a few others were in the kitchen preparing breakfast. We stroll into the kitchen, with me laughing at Lian's joke. I didn't want him to feel bad. Not like it was bad, but it wasn't particularly good.

"Aww aren't you too cute," Luna Rose cooed.

"They're perfect together," my mom adds. Everyone else smiles in awe and nods in agreement.

" I gotta take a quick shower," Lian leans into my ear and whisper, " unless you wanna join me."

"Lian, "I scold playfully in a whisper, feeling my cheeks warm.

"Stop biting those delicious lips if you don't want me to throw you over my shoulders, "he teased with a naughty smirk playing on his lips.

I roll my eyes. He growls low, "Meka." Oops! Fruitcake. "You know I don't like you rolling your eyes at me, "and said in a stern, authoritative tone.

"I'm sorry, "I frown. "Please forgive me?" I lower my head submissively.

I didn't mean to disrespect my chosen mate. After all, he's my alpha too. Disrespecting the alpha is disrespecting the Goddess. I was raised better than that.

"I forgive you, baby," he kisses my lips softly. "I'll see you later... Ok?"

"Ok," I smile.

"Meka." Luna Rose clasp my hands in hers with a warm smile. "Now that you're eighteen and will be Luna soon, you're expected to prepare meals amongst other things."

"Yes, Luna Rose." I bow my head respectfully with a smile.

Mom had made sure I was ready to take on my new role, as early as the age of thirteen.

"Good girl. Lian is so lucky to have a female as beautiful as you. I know you will make him happy."

"Thank you, Luna."

"Sweetie go wash up and get ready for breakfast. Make sure to wash your hair," mom said.

"Yes, mother," I nod.

I ran upstairs and took a nice shower, washing my hair with my coconut shampoo and conditioner. I wasn't too fond of the scent, but Lian loves it on me. That's why mom always buys me coconut-scented bath products.

I shaved everywhere that needs to be shaved, straightened my hair, put on my make-up, and lastly chose the perfect outfit. A button-down wine-red flora mini dress with a grey cardigan. I double-check myself in the mirror before leaving. How I dress reflects not only on my family but Lian. My father is the beta, and as such, I am required to dress and look a certain way.  This means hair, clothes and make-up must always be flawless.

I left the room with a bright smile on my face and a pep in my step. Mother always says; smile like nothing is wrong, and act like everything is perfect, even if it's not.

"Good morning, Meka," Anna, a pack member greets me as I walk past her.

"Good morning, Anna," I replied in a cheery voice with a pleasant smile.

We lived on the fourth floor, which should have been the alpha's floor, but since Alpha Kian has his own house; my family and I live here instead. Delta Steve and his family had the third floor. That leaves the second and first, to unmated members from the age of sixteen. The basement is where the omegas and human pets stay.

At exactly 8:00 am we serve breakfast. Alpha sits at the head with Luna Rose and Lian to the left. My parents, sister, and brother are to the right of him. Lian had an empty chair beside him for yours truly. Followed by Delta Steve, his mate, son Sebastian and everyone else. Except for the omegas and humans. They eat after us in the yard. 

"Hey, babe." Lian stands and pulls the chair out for me to sit. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you," I chew on my bottom lips, blushing.

Luna and my mom smile at us approvingly. The Alpha, dad, and Delta Steve are deep in conversation. Malika, my sister, glares at me. Well, aren't we two scoops of grumpy? Mike, Sebastian and Lian when back to talking about training. While mom, Luna Rose and I discuss my dress for the ceremony. Well, I mostly listen and nod occasionally. During breakfast, I didn't miss the slight look, Gabriella, the pack slut, shared with Lian. It was probably nothing. Lian would never be interested in a female like that. He told me himself, and he has no reason to lie. After all, I'm his chosen mate and future Luna.

"That's just preposterous," Alpha Kian raises his voice, sounding outraged at something, drawing me back to reality.

"Just because we don't agree with the way he runs his pack, that's not a reason to break the treaty," Delta Steve answer calmly.

"They let their female train and appoint them roles of males, "my father scoffs distastefully at Delta Steve." If they wish to remain allies, they know what needs to be done."

Our pack is what you called a traditionalist. Our females cook clean, bare pups, and take care of their families. Females are forbidden to be warriors or work. That's why every females desire a strong male who can protect and provide for her. Not all packs agree or understand our way of life.

But one thing we all have in common is our hatred for the Vampire race. They are soulless, blood-sucking monsters. Some packs even accept those abominations freaks, but when it comes to Vampires. That's where they draw the line.

After breakfast Lian, Mike and Sebastian were laughing and goofing around. While the unmated females lust after them. I can't blame them; they were the three hottest guys in the pack and strongest. Lian was mine, and no one wanted to make the Luna or the Beta female angry.

"Hey, Meka." Sabrina, one of my friends from middle school smiles at me.

"Hey!" I grin.

I was home-schooled because Lian didn't approve of me attending public high school. He hated me around unmated males. I rejected the idea at first because I was young and naïve. I wanted to experience high school with my friends. Sadly, that never happened, because Lian was overprotective and possessive due to his alpha nature.

"I like your dress," she compliments.

"Thanks. Your hair looks really cute like this," I smile.

She had long blonde hair that was now shoulder-length. She could probably invest in some must needed conditioner.

"Thanks," she grins back.

"Ready?" Cindy came over and ask Sabrina. When she saw me she smiles tensely and said, "Oh, hey Meka."

"Heeyyy," I said awkwardly.

"Why don't you... um, come with us?" Sabrina asks nervously, trying to break the awkwardness, as Cindy watches me curiously. They both knew the answer to that question. "We're going to the mall."

That sounds fun. I'm sure Lian won't mind. "Yeah, sure."

Cindy's eyes bug out. Yeah, mine would be too. Knowing Lian doesn't let me go anywhere without him. But I'm eighteen now, and I'm sure he'll let me.

"Really?" Sabrina asks, taken back but quickly recovered, clears her throat, and smiles at me. "Ok, let's go."

"Go where?" Lian came up from behind me and snaked his arm around my waist.

"Uh, we're going to the mall," I told him softly with a smile.

"I didn't remember you asking me to go to the Mall," he said in a flat tone and my smile fade.

I glance at Sabrina and Cindy who stood in front of us rigidly, rocking back and forth on their feet, looking everywhere but at us.

"Um, they just asked. I didn't think you'd mind?"

"I wish you had said something earlier, but we can't go to the mall. I have some alpha business to take care of."

"I understand. But uh," I twiddle with my fingers nervously. "Would it be alright if I got without... You?"

His grip tightens around me, and my jaw had a slight tick of annoyance.

"Th-That's ok, Meka," Sabrina stutter out quickly. "Maybe some other time."

They both gave me a sad smile, and all but ran out of the room from the tension. The tension was so thick you could choke on it.

"What was that?" Lian demand.

You tell me? I wanted to say, but that would be rude. And a BIG no-no. Instead, I turned around and ask softly, "What do you mean?" He looks mad. Super mad.

"You think I'll let you go to the Mall alone without me?"

"I wouldn't be alone," I mumbled under my breath.

Sometimes I wish I were more assertive. I was taught to never question my mate and alpha. After all, he only has my best interest at heart.

"I won't have other unmated males look at what's mine, Meka," he said through tight lips possessively. "Especially since you don't bare my mark and, in a dress, as short as this."

My dress wasn't short. It was four inches above my knee. Most unmated females wore shorter dresses. My wolf growls in my head, not liking his tone. I love her more than anything in the world, even though we were completely opposite. She's aggressive, I'm friendly. She hates rules; I live by them. She's stubborn, I'm docile.

I ignore her growl and smile. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you."

"I know, baby," he sighs. "My wolf and I can't stand you around other males. And I won't be there to protect you. " Our town was mostly werewolves and a few ignorant humans. Poor things didn't even know they were living in a werewolf town. "Meka, you know it's for your protection. You can't be too careful, and those leeches won't think twice in draining you." I shiver at the thought.

Vampires usually steer clear of werewolf territory. It's rare to come across one here, but Lian would know better. He goes to many places.

"I wasn't thinking. I guess I just got excited," I confessed with a soft smile. My wolf rolls her eyes at me.

"You know better, and as my mate and future Luna, I expect more from you. You know the rules."

My wolf growls in my head. She didn't like the way he spoke to us, like some small pup. However, my human side was less aggressive and more submissive. Of course, I know better. I should be thankful. I love rules in general. They make life easy and Lian happy. How could I forget them? Silly me. He's possessive, and as an alpha, it's harder for him to control his instinct. Being his chosen Mate I should be more understanding and supportive. If he didn't care about me, he wouldn't be this overprotective.

I smile, knowing he's only looking out for me. "I know. I'm sorry, please forgive me?"

He kisses my lips softly. "I forgive you. How about I take you out for dinner tonight? Would you like that?"

"If you ask nicely," I teased playfully.

"Meka Payton, will you have dinner with me?" He smirks at me, making my heart race.

"Yes!" I gave him a toothy smile.

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Chapter 2: Who?

After lunch, I decided on a horror movie in my room. I rarely get to watch them because Lian doesn't like horror flicks. He calls them boring and cliche. Come to think about it, he's not wrong. Partie plus drunken teens equals, death. Forget to check the back seat, equal, death. When a person says, ' I'll be right back,' death. It's irrevocable. Horror movie characters will run from the killer and trip. While you're screaming, 'Run bitch run!' at your tv. Fruit cake! It's six!!!

I forgot about our dinner plans. What am I going to wear? I don't even know where we're going. I'll ask Lian and a perfect excuse to see my future mate! Halfway to his office, I saw Gabriella leaving his office. She shot me a dirty look and stormed past me. She looks madder than the 'g' in lasagna for being silent.

I would never call someone a slut or whore, but this bitch has been on more rides than a merry-go-round. Lian would never be into a wicked wench like her. No matter how big her ass is. Or how hot she is. Her ass is probably fake anyway, like her extensions. I knocked and waited with a trillion scenarios running through my head as to why she was here. Pack business? Maybe she got herpes or an STD?

"Come in," he exclaims. I open the door and enter. "Hey, babe?"

"Hiiiii," I smile. He was busy typing away on his laptop. "Uh, I was wondering what to wear. You never told me where we were going."

"Wear something pretty." He still didn't look at me.

I wanted to ask about Gabriella but decided against it. Not wanting to start an argument. It was probably nothing. Maybe she did have herpes? Goddess knows she had more balls in her mouth than a bucket of golf balls.

I turn to leave when he called out, "Meka?"

"Yes?" I spin back around smiling.

He got up from his chair, walks over to me and brushes his thumb across my cheek. "What's wrong? Are you mad I didn't let you go out with those girls?"

"No." I lied. I was kinda irked at him, but I got over it. He was right anyhow.

"Then what is it?" He saw the look on my face and drops his hand to his side. "You need to trust me, Meka." He let out a breath of irritation.

"I do. I don't trust her," I mumbled.

"You are going to be my mate and Luna. Trust me when I say she will never ever compare to you." Never, ever compare to you? That doesn't sound like a denial. Does it? "None of the females here can. You're beautiful, perfect, and the only one I want to bear my pups. You know I don't want anyone else but you."

Then why was she here? I wanted to ask, but that would start another fight. Ugh, I'm being silly. Lian wouldn't lie to me. "I know. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

He holds my face in his enormous hands and presses his soft lips to mine roughly. When he pulls back he says, " I love you and only you."

He's so wonderful and good to me. He would never be with somebody like her. I had no reason to doubt him. I don't deserve him. I smile, "I love you too."

I open the door to leave again when he said, "And Meka." I stopped and turn back around. "I don't want you talking to those girls again."

Alpha mate says what now? I raise a brow confused and a little annoyed but didn't show it.

"Those girls are a bad influence and I don't want them around you. Do you see how they dress?" Like normal eighteen-year-old unmated females? "Don't give me that look, Meka." He ran his fingers through his hair, annoyed. Shouldn't I be the one annoyed here? I hardly talk to anyone and the only girls that talk to me, he wants me to stay away from? "You're the next Luna and those girls are beneath you. They're only trying to befriend you because of your title. Please stay away from them," he orders.

I should be grateful he's looking out for me, even though I don't agree with him. "I will."

Maybe in time, he'd change his mind. I'm confident that after we mate he wouldn't be this overprotective and possessive. And maybe then he'll let me have some friends.

"That's my girl."

I select a bow-neck bodycon navy blue dress that stops on my knees. It had a nice cup sleeve and high lace neckline. My make-up flawless, covering up my freckles. Hair braided to the side in a pair of black wedges. I look modest but cute.

I sit on my bed waiting, he was thirty minutes late. I tried to text and mind-link, but no reply. Lian is never late, but worth the wait.

I was starting to worry. Where is he? He was an hour late now. Maybe he's in his office still working?

"Omg, did you see it?" I heard someone gasp as I walk down the stairs to his office.

" I hope they kill it painfully slow," another girl says, equally appalled.

"Hey, guys, what's going on?" I ask with my brows furrowed.

"They caught a hybrid," another answer, think her name is Rachel. She just turned sixteen.

"It's a werewolf witch freak show," Hannah, a warrior's daughter spat.

"I hope they burn it at the stake," Cindy declares, and we all nod, agreeing.

Hybrids aka abominations are impure mutts that should never be born. Ever since King Onyx Kayli Dreklaus Malik claimed a human bride; the crossbreed freaks believe it's socially acceptable to show their repulsive faces. Well, it's not. They're a bunch of wicked mutations that should never be born. Tainting the pure breeds and disgracing the moon Goddess' perfect creations.

"They're burning them!" A guy shouted excitedly as he ran past us.

We all ran out behind him to the forest where a naked girl was tied to the wooden stake on fire. Her agonizing screams could be heard from miles with the stench of burnt flesh filling the air. I scrunched up my nose in disgust and gagged at the nauseating scent. I look down, unable to stomach the sight of seeing her skin melt off her bones. I had never actually seen them burn one before. Mom usually makes me stay inside, where I can only hear their screams. Most of the time they are taken to the torture chamber.

"Please!!! Let her go!!! KILL ME NOT HER!!!! PLEASE!!!!! ARI!!!!!!" Beseeches a male. 

My eyes glance at his neck. A mate mark? That's his mate. He cried, begging for her life while everyone laughs and cheered excitingly.

"JASON!!!!" She shrieks in agony and horror.

"This is what happens to people who choose to mate with atrocities like this!" Lian roars out and kicks the male in the stomach. Everyone howls out in the agreement. "We will not stand for this!" The pack shouted yes and cheered Lian on. "They will all BURN!!! Those mutts will learn their place! And that's in a hole in the ground! Or on our stake!!"

The alpha and my father stood there proudly. Mike and Sebastian were restraining the male; with his limbs chained in a way that prevents him from shifting. The chains were enchanted, blocking him from using his magic.

"You're all murderers," growled the man, his eyes flashing blue.

The pain in his face was cringe-worthy. I didn't even realise she stopped screaming until everyone had quieted down. Must be an enemy pack.

"And you're a mutt that should've been put down the very day your whore of a mother spread her dirty legs!" Lian growls venomously.

"We didn't do anything!"

" If you cared for her, you should have killed yourself a long time ago and she would've been alive. The only person here you can blame is yourself and those miscreants that brought you into our world!"

"You're the fucking monsters!! NOT US!!!"

Mike kicked him, cracking a few ribs, "He's an alpha! You'll show him respect," and growled bitterly.

"He's no alpha of mine." his shoulders slumped on his knees, eyes cast down in a mournful gaze like he lost everything and was ready to die. The pain and misery etched on his face made my stomach knot.

"Take him to the cell," Alpha Kian hisses in disgust.

Mike and Sebastian drag him by the chain all the way to the prison. While people spit and shout obscene things at him.

"I didn't know you were here," Lian smirks at me. His hand was stained with blood with a few spots on his jeans and shoes. His gaze travels down my body slowly with a glimpse of lust in his earthy brown eyes. "You look beautiful."

I was shaken up and repelled by the scene in front of me. But they deserved what they got. They're a plague to society and should be eradicated. Then why do I feel guilt? I have no reason to feel this way for those abominations. They cause this on themselves. Yea.

"Babe?" Lian draws back my attention to him.

"Sor-sorry what?"

He pauses for a second studying my face before he asks, "How did that make you feel?"

Sick, confused, repulsed? "A little nauseous."

"You feel sorry for them?" He stared into my eyes hoping to find something.

I knew what he was doing. Mom always told me never to show sympathy or I wouldn't like the repercussions. That I was the next Luna of our pack and it was my duty to support my mate no matter what.

"They got what they deserve." He smirks approvingly at my response and leans in to kiss me.
I scrunched up my nose in disgust at the scent of blood on him. The burnt stench still lingers in my nose, which didn't make it better. "Gross. You need a bath."

He chuckles softly, "I'll shower, and we can leave ok?"

I nod yes and turn to leave when I saw Merrick waving at me with a warm, friendly smile. I waved back at him with a polite smile. He's Sabrina's brother. We were close at one point until I was homeschooled. A low, possessive growl draws my attention back to Lian. Only then did I realise my mistake. He's mad again. Big mad. Fruit cake.

His face darkens with anger and jealousy. "Who the fuck is that Meka?"

"He-he's Sabrina's brother. We used to be-"

He growls threateningly, cutting me off, "I don't give a fuck who he used to be. If I see him looking at you again, I'll fucking kill him and make you watch!" and gritted in my ears. My heart spiked in horror with eyes wide. My wolf growls in my head, but I block her out before Lian could see her. Sensing my fear, he took a deep breath to calm himself. I was staring at my wedges like they were the most interesting thing in the world. "Meka?" I slowly peer up at him through my thick lashes, chewing on my quivering lips. "You know how jealous I am? I don't share what is mine and how I feel about other males around you."

"I'm sorry, I know. I didn't mean to make you jealous." I gave him a half-smile. It was a wave. You'd think I flash him my nipples. Which I will never do!

"You're forgiven, baby girl." He kisses my forehead and says, "It's getting late we should get going."

He places his hand on my lower back possessively and led us back. When we got to the packhouse Lian orders, "Change the dress." I furrow my brows. "It's too tight." The dress isn't even that tight. I wanted to say, but that was being defiant. Instead, I smile and nod yes.

Don't judge, relationships are about compromise, even though I'm the one doing most of the compromising. Maybe the dress was a tad tight. I stripped out of my dress reluctantly in front of the mirror. Compromise. Yes. We may have a different opinion but what relationship doesn't?

I stared at my decanter figure with curves in all the right places. Smooth pale freckly skin with small perky breasts and a nice round bum. My long silky cocoa brown hair was braided to the side with my front bangs just over my deep arched brows. I was beautiful, all 5'6 of me with my stormy grey doe eyes.

I couldn't help but think about the girl and her mate. 'You're the fucking monsters!! NOT US!!' Could he be right? What did they do anyway? Must be something bad, if they were killed. All abominations are monsters and criminals. Our pack doesn't believe in violence, only justice. Justice against those who seek to harm us, and justice against those ignoble vile abominations.

We strive to make the world a better place for our kind and rise up to the Vampire king. He and his wicked, corrupt family is the reason our King, King Valentine, chose a tribrid freak as his mate. No one knows how she manages to bewitch him into making her queen.

I dismiss the thought of them and quickly got dressed. They are criminals and freaks, they deserve their fate. I only feel this way because it's my first time witnessing it. Yeah, that's it.

I wore a long maxi dusty blue dress with a front slit and a black wrap. Lian likes red and blue on me, which is most of my wardrobe. I'll do anything to make him happy. I love him.

It was an elegant, expensive restaurant where we talked. Well, he talked, and I listen. Next, he took me dancing and then back home. It was almost 11 pm, Lian dropped me off and left to deal with the crossbreed garbage. I was strolling to my room when I heard a slapping sound, followed by a whimper.

Nosey me decided to investigate. My father slapped my sister, who was on the floor crying holding her face. Mom folds her arms, staring at her disappointedly.

"You will not talk back to your mother!" dad orders in his beta tone. "Do you hear me!"

"Ye-yes daddy," she whimpers and lows her head in submission.

"I'll be back later, don't wait up," dad's eyes soften at mom.

I turn to leave when my mother called out, "Meka? How was your date?"

I turn around and answer softly, "It was lovely."

Malika glared murderously at me, got up and barge out of the room, bumping into my shoulder on her way out.

"Malika!" My mother shouted exasperatedly. She ignores us and slams her door shut. " I don't know what to do with that girl."

"What's wrong with her now?"

"She refused Sebastian."

Sebastian was a nice guy, but my sister wanted a male with a higher rank. In a few months when she turns eighteen, she will be mated to him whether or not she wants to. Sebastian had chosen her, and that was that. I knew she wouldn't take the news well since she thinks she deserved Lian and I don't.

"You didn't go to dinner like that, did you?" I look down at my outfit with my brows knitted together. " Next time straighten your hair and let it down. You look beautiful that way."  She pats my cheek. " And try heels. You want to make sure Lian is happy with his choice, don't you?"

Thanks, mom. Appreciate the love.  "Yes, mother," I smile.

The next day after our morning run, breakfast, and chores, I spend the day in the garden reading on the swing under the gazebo. I much rather paperback books than digital ones, so anytime I get to change to buy them I take it. I adored reading since there is nothing else to do. Lian's busy with pack duties and the only friend I had, I could no longer speak with.

"I can't believe he's back."

A group of girls sat down on the lawn behind the gazebo.

"I heard he ripped out his own heart and ate it!"

"I heard King Onyx ripped out his heart when he was a boy. Just so he could be a ruthless ruler."

"I heard he likes draining pups and virgins."

"And kills the females he's been with."

"Who would want to mate with him?!"

"They're searching for a queen for him."

"That's if he doesn't kill her. "

"Especially, since he doesn't like to be touched. I hear someone accidentally touched him and he ripped their arm off."

"And ate it!"

Eww.

"I heard he snaps your hands off if you touch him."

"And can kill you with one look."

"He's a monster. More Vampire than man."

"He's not even a man!"

"They say one look at him and you'll never sleep again."

"Why do you think they call him the Dark Prince?"

Just the mention of the Dark Prince made the hair on my skin raise. He's a vicious, sadistic vile hybrid abomination with a dangerous temper. No soul. No heart. Not even a drop of compassion or humanity. He kills for fun. Drains and mutilates his victims. His mother is a fay halfling, but he's unquestionable without a doubt was more vampire than fay. He was the monster of monsters.

*Come to my office please Meka.* Alpha Kian mind-link me.

*Yes, alpha.*

I quickly made my way to the office and knocked. My father opens the door with his normal vacant, intimidating stare. I gingerly entered with a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Alpha, Luna," I bow my head respectfully. "Father."

"Hello, sweetie." Luna Rose smiles at me warmly with a glint of pity in her eyes.

"No," Lian growls at his father furiously. "No way! She is not doing it! Find someone else! I will not have her parade around like a whore!"

"She's beautiful and her innocents will catch his eyes," the alpha responded, irritated at his son.

He laughs darkly,  "I will not have him taint her! She's MINE! He will not lay his filthy hands on her. I won't allow it! "

"He will not touch her in that way. All we need her to do is lure him outside of the palace."

I was confused and embarrassed at the same time. My cheeks sting from embarrassment as they talk about my, 'innocence,' in front of my father.

"This will be our only shot to capture him. He won't expect it," my dad adds calmly.

"Think about the revolution, son. When else are we going to get an opportunity like this? He'll be right in our backyard."

Lian was contemplating his words with his face screwed up in annoyance. While I was still baffled, standing there awkwardly. His eyes drift to mine and soften. "Fine." He treads over to me and cups my face firmly. It hurt a little, but I know whatever this is, it was bad. "Who do you belong to?" His voice had a dark, possessive edge that scared me.

"You," I stammer.

"Remember that," he leans down and whispers in my ears, "When he touches you."

Touch? "Who?" I ask, confused with a frown.

"The Dark Prince."

My heart dropped.

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Chapter 3: I’m here now.

[Olen Dreklaus Malik]

"OLEN!!!!" Sapphire squeals, bouncing on her toes. "I can't believe you're here!!"

I exit my sports car. "I promise, didn't I?"

"It's been forever and I miss you." She was twiddling with her fingers, swaying back and forth on her toes, waiting for my permission.

I nod, giving her permission to hug me, seeing as she was trying really hard not to tackle me to the ground. Her eyes lit up as she launched herself at me. The second her little frame touched mine, I felt those merciless stings crawling over my skin; and those ruthless cold sweats and chills slithering down my spine like the nasty bugger they are. Sensing my discomfort, she quickly pulls away with her smile even wider, as if she had accomplished the impossible.

"Mums were planning a one-man hunting party."

"Can't see the old man fancying that plan much."

"Pfft, we all know he may be the big bad scary tribrid king but when it comes to mums, he's a marshmallow."

"Don't forget his two little angels," I wink, and she rolls her eyes playfully.

The twins were daddy's girls, whereas my mums were more for me. Not like my father and I got along. I wasn't the most patient person. Ace says I'm like my grandfather. Maybe that's why we get along. I miss him and grandma. They left on a sabbatical a few years ago with Ace, Lia, Aurora, Theron, Damian, and uncle Avin.

"Violet bet me you wouldn't show. I told her you promised." She grins at me.

"How can I miss my baby sister's big day?"

"Absobloodylootely not! Come, everyone's inside. I can't wait for you to meet Flynn he is absolutely perfect and," she nibbles on her bottom lip nervously, "please be nice. The poor chap's already terrified of dad and mum Blue." I draw in a deep breath, knowing I can't commit to what she wants. "Olen?" She whines pleadingly with those big puppy dog eyes.

I exhale slowly. "I'll be... Nice." Maybe. She grins up at me and I shake my head at her with a slight tug at the corner of my lips. "How did you guys manage this?" I wave at the palace in front of me with my brows furrowed.

"We are grown adults, you know." I arch a brow at her. " Fine! We ask daddy." I raise my brows higher. She huffs, " Fine!! We begged daddy to let us have the ball in Alaska because Flynn is from Montana and we thought he'd like it." Her cheeks warm and her eyes sparkled with adoration when she said his name. The mate bond at its finest. If he hurts them my father would be the last one he'll need to worry about." He's genuinely nice and quite a gentleman."

"He better be," I grumbled under my breath.

"He absolutely is. You'll see and please, please, please don't hurt him."

"Why would I?" We both know why.

"You remember Violet's first boyfriend?" She arches a brow at me accusingly.

"Vaguely," I lied.

I cut his finger off for touching her. Dad was ok with the entire ordeal, surprisingly. My mums and Violet not so much.

She rolls her eyes and said in an amused tone, "Sure."

"OLEN!!!" Violet screams and runs over to me. An inch away she paused; noticing how my body stiffens. She drops her arms and waited until I nod at her approvingly. She gave me a quick hug and pulls back.

"A bet, huh?" I teased with a smirk.

She shot Sapphire a quick glare before turning back to me.  "Can't blame me. You haven't been home for the past fourteen years."

"I'm here now."

"She means London," Sapphire frowns.

"He's here!" my mothers squeals in delight as soon as we enter the foyer.

"Mums," I smile and nod, giving them permission to touch me.

Mum Aurelia hugs me and reluctantly let’s go, sensing my discomfort. "I haven't seen you in forever. Look how handsome you've got."

"I'm immortal, mother."

"It's called a compliment smart ass," she playfully swats my arm.

"Apologies," I said, fighting back a smirk. "Thank you, mother. And you both look lovely as ever."

" Kiss ass," mum Blue mumbled amused. "You couldn't call? Or visit?" She hugs me. "I should put you over my knees this instant." As soon as she releases me my body relaxed and those feeling that plagues my existents fade. 

I didn't miss the hurt in their eyes. I knew it troubled them knowing they couldn't hold or comfort me. It was especially harder for them when I was younger.

" I'm sorry, but I'm here now," I scratched the back of my neck sheepishly. "And was always thinking about you both."

"Yeah right," mum Blue rolls her eyes.

"You could write instead of sending digcards," mum Aurelia pouted.

Write? No one writes these days. "You didn't like my digcards?" I ask fake hurt.

Digcards are short for digital cards they used to be called postcards.

"They don't exactly tell us how you are."

"It meant I was alive." I raise a brow.

"Don't get cheeky with us! I don't care how old you are, you are never too old for a good spanking," mum Blue warns playfully. I put my hands up defensively while my sisters giggle.  "Now go see your father, he's in the office."

I nod and left to the old man's office. Fuck. He was typing away on his laptop when I enter. I flop down on the sofa with my feet on the coffee table. I haven't been to this palace in a while.

"Nice to see you too, son," he said without even looking at me.

"Nice to see you too, father," I reply in the same monotone.

"Saw your sisters and mothers?" Still didn't look up.

"Yes," I deadpan.

"How long are you staying for?"

"Not long."

"Will you be returning with us to London?"

"No."

He shuts his laptop and leans back in his chair with a blank expression on his face. "Your mothers and sisters have been worried about you. Fourteen years and not once did you bloody think of coming to visit them? Not even a phone call."

Here it comes.

"Was busy."

"You mean busy wanking off across the world?"

"It takes a lot to wank off, especially if you don't have any lube."

"Don't get sly with me, boy." He narrows his eyes at me.

"Wouldn't dream of it, father," I smirk.

He clenched his jaw. "Do you have any idea how many people wish to see you fail and hurt our family?"

"Yes, I do. If you had let me take care of them, we wouldn't be in harm's way, would we?"

"Killing senselessly is not the answer," he snaps.

"No, it's the solution."

He let out a breath of annoyance before asking, "Did you feed?"

"Yes."

"How long?"

"I'm not a child anymore."

"You whine like one."

I stood annoyed, "Good talk king," and left.

"Try not to kill anyone, will you?"

"Yeah, I'll keep that in mind," I replied sarcastically without looking back.

I can feel his burning, disappointed glare as I left his office. He's a great king, and even better beloved and father. Not like I'm the easiest person to get along with. My father knew what I truly am. He saw parts of me, not even my mums or sisters know about. I know he's protecting them and doesn't want them to see me as what I am, a cold, ruthless monster.

The things I've done would make a grown man piss himself. I'm a cruel, sadistic sociopath with anger issues. I'm fucked up as fuck with a sinister side that even I'm afraid of at times. Not afraid as in scared, no. Afraid of how much I love it. Hurting people makes me feel like I'm high on ecstasy, and what's even more fucked up is that I cherished the pleasure of being feared.

The scent of fear in the air, when I enter a room, makes my black heart race and dick twitch. The darkness inside me was spreading with a craving I couldn't quench. I was more a monster than a man dominated by my primal instinct with nothing but hail coursing through my veins. And the worst part is, I haven't even turned off my humanity. That was my father's greatest fear. Me without humanity. Not like I can blame him. The darkness inside me was devouring my soul, munching away at what little humanity I had left.  I couldn't help giving in to my dark, demented side. These days it was becoming harder and harder to resist the impulses. Staying away from my family was the best thing for them.

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Chapter 4: Dinner.

I went to my room and took a quick shower before heading to dinner with the family. The ball was tomorrow and tonight  Mum Blue and Aunt Scarlet had made us a fest. My mothers sat beside dad laughing about something my sister Sapphire said. Sapphire was a sensitive kind soul. She even refused to drink blood. I can't be mad at that. She doesn't even like hunting and is a vegetarian.

That's why Violet and I were extremely protective of her. Violet, on the other hand, was the opposite of her twin. She loves human blood and enjoys hunting in her lycan form. The only thing they had in common was their straight mahogany-length hair, sepia-brown eyes, and light tan skin. Sapphire was two minutes older than Violet, but you could never tell she was the oldest.

When I found out my sisters shared a mate, I wasn't too surprised. Twins and triplets are rare in our world. Triplets are known to have two mates like my father and aunts. Hybrid can too but in most cases share a mate. That's why I'm here because they're introducing their beloved to the supernatural world.

"Olen!" Phoenix squeals in delight asking permission with her bottle-green eyes filled with excitement. Her long wavy chestnut brown hair in a bun and her light brown skin glowing under the chandelier. I nod and she instantly hugs me.

"Miss me much," I smirk releasing her.

"Couldn't call?" She huffs and folds her arms.

"I meant too," I smirk.

"Ah-ha," she rolls her eyes playfully at me.

"Hey man," Ike nods at me. "Glad to see you're still alive."

Ike was the only other one with our parent's rare azure blue eyes. His midnight black hair, fair complexion, and everything else was his father.

"As if anyone can kill me," I said in a cocky tone.

"Why don't you reveal where that cold black heart of yours is; I can take a swing at it," Link smirked and ran his fingers through his light ash-brown hair.

"How's the girlfriend? Esme?" I smirk wickedly knowing it'll get under his skin.

He growls and narrows his eyes at me, " Don't mention her name you sick son of a bitch."

"Enough." King Valentine pinched his nose annoyed.

It's no shocker the cunt and I don't get along. We've always been fierce rivals ever since Esme. Aunt Ava was at the other end of the table with Uncle Valentine and Uncle Stephen.

"You boys should have gotten over that shit a long time ago," Uncle Stephen shakes his head.

"She was a slut anyway," Violet mumbled.

"Watch it," Link growls.

"Growl at my sister again and I'll kick arse," I warn in a sharp dry tone.

"I agree," said a voice I didn't know. He had cinnamon-brown skin; hair cut low with hooded amber eyes. I sniff the air, Vampire. " Nice to meet the man my beloveds told me so much about."

" Wish I could say the same. Hurt my sisters and you're dead," I warn in a deadly protective tone.

"Olen!" Violet and Sapphire gasp. Their cheeks tint a light pink from embarrassment.

"So much for nice," Sapphire mumbled with a pout.

"He still has his fingers doesn't he?" I raise a brow at them. My dad fought back his amusement. My mothers shot me a look saying, 'behave.' 

"My fingers?" Flynn gulps glancing nervously at his hands.

"Ignore him." Violet clasp his hand in hers with a nervous smile. He immediately relaxes under her touch staring at her in awe. 

"Enough of this talk. Let's eat," mum Blue announced with a small smile.

A maid brought a crystal glass of fresh blood and set it down in front of me. Human food always seems to make me sick after. I was a half fay and half Vampire, but my vampire side was more dominant. Making it harder for me to consume human food in large quantities. And due to my crystal blood, my appetite was greater than an average vampire.

I sit there listening to everyone laughing and reminiscing about old-time. 

"As if," Avaline rolls her eyes, "remember his birthday?"

She and Link were fraternal twins. They looked nothing alike. She had dove-grey eyes, olive skin, and caramel brown hair. Link was five minutes older than her with sun-kiss tan skin and opal grey eyes.

"Oh yeah," Ike chortles.

"Good times," I smirk.

"How many females did you drain?" Link asks silencing the table. The bastard knows how to kill a room.

"Hmm, three? It would've been four, but she fainted before I could finish," I smirk at the prick. He knew exactly who I was referring to, judging by the deadly growl that ripped from his throat.

My father bangs his fist down on the table. " This is a family dinner you two can finish your foolish bloody bickering after."

 I glance over to Uncle Valentine seeing his eyes flash black. A growl erupted from his throat with a murderous look in his eyes.

"What now?" Dad raised a brow.

He hesitated and Aunt Ava scoff, " They're all grown pups and we need to tell them at some point."

"Tell us what?" Link asks.

Uncle Valentine hesitated at first but give in with a sigh. "The purists are revolting."

 "Told you, you should've let me kill them," I deadpan bored sipping the warm blood in my glass.

"You knew?" Uncle Valentine's eyes widen in shock for a few seconds before he shifts his gaze to my father, "You told him?"

"I didn't tell him shit. He found out on his bloody own when they tried to kill him."

"What?" My mothers both shouted with their eyes wide in anger.

Sapphire and Violet cringed. Aunt Luna and Ava glared at their brother. Ike and Nix look down at their laps guilty. Aunt Scarlet frowns. Link didn't seem surprised. He knew of my short temper and record. He was the only one with a shorter temper than me. Uncle Ian shakes his head. Uncle Valentine still glaring at my father in disbelief. Uncle Stephen rolls his eyes. Flynn just remained quiet.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Mum Blue demands.

"What if he had gotten hurt?" Mum Aurelia furrows her brows at him.

"We didn't want to worry you both. It was nothing the boy couldn't handle, and everyone here knows it." Dad said candidly.

"When was this?" Uncle Valentine questions.

"A few years ago." I gave him a half-shrug.

"What happened?" Mum Blue questions concerned.

I sigh. " It's nothing. It was a long time, please don't worry."

"Don't worry?" Mum Aurelia raises a brow at me.

"I handle it. I'm safe and here. Isn't that what matters?"

Realization washes over Uncle Valentine's face.  He pinched the bridge of his nose frustratedly. "That massacre we heard about a few years ago. That wasn't you was it? Tell me it wasn't?"

The smirk on my face said it all. It wasn't a massacre it was a blood bath. A bunch of purist werewolves decided they wanted to teach my parents a lesson by killing me. I tracked them down and butcher three-quarters of their pack. Unfortunately, my father stopped me from eliminating them.

"They were innocent pups and females in that pack," Link growls defensively. He was the next alpha king after all.

"A pack who sought to kill and destroy hybrids. They got what they deserve."

"Did you two know?" Aunt Luna asks her pups. They both cringed and she gasps, " Your sudden trip to Europe?" Their silence said it all.

"What were you two thinking?" Uncle Ian raised his voice annoyed.

"We couldn't let him go alone," Ike replies.

"Not like they could kill him. They need to find his dead cold heart first if he has one," Link jeers.

"Did you know?" Aunt Scarlet asks dad.

"Yep," he continues eating like it was nothing.

"How could you let him do something like that?" Uncle Valentine's demand.

"Let him?" Dad raised an amused brow, " He's Olen Dreklaus Malik. His grandfather is Onyx Kayli Dreklaus Malik. One of the most feared bastards out there. If he had taken after me or his mothers, I would have had an answer for you." He took a sip of his whiskey. "And you out of anyone here should know what the infamous king is like."

"Shit," Uncle Valentine drags his hand down his face, knowing my father spoke the truth. "He even has the same goddamn temper."

"Who knows maybe his beloved will change him," Avaline smirks.

"Beloved?" I scoff in disgust. Fuck that!

"Olen and a beloved in the same sentence?" Ike laughs. "You got a better chance of the purist accepting us."

"He wouldn't even know what to do with a beloved," Violet teased.

"She could change that," Sapphire defends.

My naive sister. Never happening.

"What female would willingly accept a male like him?" Link arched a brow at me. " He doesn't have a gentle lovable bone in his body. Not to mention hated to be touched," he smirks mockingly.

"Not everyone is into cuddling like you," I smirk back in that same mocking tone. 

"At least I can hold a female in my arms and not have a panic attack," he taunted.  I remain impassive even though my monsters wanted to rip his tongue out. "The only way he'll be mated is when he takes the crown and a queen is appointed to him. And who knows how long she'll last."

No one disagreed and they all looked away knowing he was right. My mothers frown with nothing but despair in their eyes. They wanted me to have a mate; to experience that feeling of... love. I snicker in my head bitterly. Love. I rather die alone than be monogamist and gentle.

 My father pulls them into his arms comfortingly. I had nothing against beloveds. I've been around happy mated couples my whole life. This is just who I am. Why would I want to limit myself to one female when I can have whoever I want? I'm the dark prince and future King. Women fall to my feet from just a smirk even without knowing who I was. Not giving that up. Nor am I giving up my homicidal rage to appease a female.

"After my heir is born, she's free to go," I clarified.

"You can't send your beloved away," Mum Aurelia gasp in shock.

"She will be my queen and a warm body. Nothing less, nothing more."

Dad, Uncle Valentine, Ian, and Flynn shake their heads in disapproval.

Mated fools.

"I can't believe my ears," Aunt Luna flings her arms in the air, "Where have we gone wrong with you?"

" The boy just hasn't met the right one," Uncle Valentine scoffs. " I remember a certain Vampire prince with his reapers who wreak havoc on the world. Then he met a cute little human who handled his stubborn ass."

"That won't happen," I stand and push my chair back.

"And why not?" Uncle Valentine furrows his brows curiously. Everyone stared at me waiting for my response. 

"Because I felt that connection," everyone gasp with wide eyes, even my father was shocked and it takes a lot to shock him." and you know what happened?" I turn to Link and he clenched his jaw in anger. " I took her innocents then rejected her."

Link push the chair loudly back and stood as it hit the floor with a loud thud. Uncle Stephen and Valentine are ready to grab him. " She didn't deserve that. "

"Olen?" Avaline eyes widen. She was her friend, a close one.

"She knew what she was getting herself into. She made her choice and I made mine."

"You're heartless!" She seethes and barged out of the room.

"I am," I grin proudly, "She chose the wrong prince."

"You son of a bitch!" snarl Link. Uncle Valentine and Stephen holding him back.

"Relax," I roll my eyes at his jealousy. " I made her first-time memorable. She loved the audience."

"I'm going to kill you! You fucked her like one of your cheap whores in front of an audience!" He snarls fighting against his fathers.

"Calm down," Uncle Valentine growls using his alpha king tone.

His lycan took a second to calm, recognizing his Alpha King and submit. "He broke her!"

"What is done is done," Uncle Valentine affirms.

"The girl made her choice," Uncle Stephen continues.

"And it wasn't you," I smirk like the arrogant bastard I am.

"Olen," my dad growls annoyed. "Enough."

I put my hands up in a defensive mode and step back from the table.

"You rejected the connection. Do you know what that means?" Aunt Ava frowned in disbelief.

"It means I'm free," I smile menacingly and left.

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Chapter 5: My Little Wolf.

Dad and Uncle Valentine were disappointed. Link was fuming. I knew he loved her, but I didn't care. I warned her, and yet she pursued me. So, she got what she wanted. That was not my fault, but her own. Everyone else was shocked with their eyes wide, and jaw dropped. She was a crush and after I took her over and over. That feeling faded.

I am a self-destructive prick, and I know that. I used females for my own gratification and then discarded them. Anyone who treats my sisters or cousins like that would be dead. Yeah yeah, am a hypocrite, but I'm foremost, the dark prince. That's why I came to investigate this Flynn character.

"Enter," I order when I heard the knock.

In steps two humans and my companions for the night. Their hearts were beating wildly against their chests as they stood with their heads down.

"Kiss her," I order my companions, who began French kissing each other and moaning softly.

Boy, what a view. The two humans had their eyes down and properly behaved. Even though we do not keep human slaves, they're humans employed to be blood bags.

"You with the blonde hair, pour me a drink," I instructed.

She instantly complied and said, "Yes, my prince." Perfectly obedient and meek.

She was stunning for a human. Curves in all the right places, bright baby blue eyes, thick juicy thighs and those lips. Fuck, I wanted to feel them around my cock. Sometimes I wish I could be gentle enough to fuck humans. But they break so easily. Such fragile creatures. I can hardly believe they still rule the world. Or think they do.

Intimacy was hard at first, with my rare condition. Even though I hated to be touched, I had no problem burying my cock in a warm wet cunt. As long as she doesn't touch me with her hands.

"Why wasn't I invited?" frown Ike.

"Didn't feel like sharing."

"Well, I was looking for her," he pointed to the blonde with her veins open over my glass, pouring me a drink. "But then I found out... my dessert was summoned to the prince's chambers." I can see why he desires her. Her blood is quite appealing. Maybe I'll turn her, fuck her, and then kill her before she completes the transformation.

"When you're done, let him have any part of you he wishes to feed on," I instructed.

"Yes, my prince," she hands me my glass and bows her head. Fuck, she makes my cock hard.

"Don't think about it," Ike warns playfully and pulls her on his lap.

"Think about what?" I took a sip of her virgin blood and sigh.

"Killing her," he slips her dress strap off her shoulder, exposing her ample breast to him.

A low, lustful growl escapes his lips as he plunges his fangs into her right breast. Her soft moans filled the room. My cock painfully pressed against the confine of my slacks. Her arousal filled the room and only added to my frustration. My two companions were watching me with lustful eyes, awaiting my instruction.

"Strip and get on the bed," I order them.

"Remember the house rule," Ike removed his fangs just long enough to say.

I growled at him and followed the sexy, eager females. I watch them pleasure themselves then had them bound with chains, ropes, and lastly a spreader bar opening them up to me.

I woke up with the sun beaming through the window on the sofa. My companions fast asleep in the bed, and humans pass out on the floor. Alive too, shocking. I pulled on my jeans from the floor and left the room. Today was the big day.

"Back a day and got the ladies going crazy," Ike grins.

I groan at him, "Piss off."

"Don't be like that," he said in an annoying sing-song voice.

I continue to ignore his infuriating ass. I hate morning people, scratch that. I hate mornings and people. He's lucky, he's family. I was about to break his nose when three unfamiliar voices caught my attention. I followed it to the throne room. Three vampires were addressing my parents in red robes. Aw, the court. I lean against the stone pillar with Ike beside me, listening.

"This is what the court wants?" My father asks bored.

"Yes, King Onyx," the blonde vampire gulps.

My father nods understanding and asks, "My queens? What do you think?"

"Pfft, I think this is bullshit," mum Blue made the corner of my lips curled up. She always had a way with words.

"What my beloved means is that we understand the legislation and appreciate the opinion of this court. But our son will choose when the time is right. Until then, your input will be taken into consideration." Mum Aurelia spoke articulately in a stern tone.

"There you have it," My father deadpan. "My queens have spoken."

"We heard what he did to the wolf pack and his other escapades. And..." The blonde guy paused as if choosing his words carefully. "Rumor has it. He has... Dark-crystal blood?"

"Don't believe everything you hear," my father said frankly without even batting an eye.

Crystals are the most despised beings in the supernatural world because they could go either way. Good or evil. And only loyal to a master. They are also rare, and the capture of one is an impressive accomplishment. That is why people either use them or kill them. Fays are disgusted by them and rather eradicated them to purify the bloodline. No one knows about my crystal blood or my mums, except for my parents, Lia, and my grandparents. Mum didn't even know she had crystal blood until Lia told us about the Destroyer. Aka mum Blue. Who's a badass and can burn the world down? And No one wants a crystal on the throne.

"Of course, my king," they all bow their heads.

"Is there anything else?"

"His wrath, short-tempered and clear discard for the life of others is a threat to us all. A beloved will instil stability and pacify him. The people of the court implore you, my King and Queens."

I clap my hands and amble towards the three vampires, who literally paled at the sight of me. I smirk, knowing they're terrified of me. "You think a beloved can pacify me?" I emphasise, 'pacify,' mockingly. "Well, answer," I coax.

"My prince it is for the best," the blond spoke confidently, but I saw the fear flicker in his eyes.

"And this whole gathering is about me? Choosing a... Beloved?"

"Yes, my prince," the man with a man bun nods.

"And if I refuse?" I raise a brow, amused while my parents watch silently.

"Then you must step down and hand the throne over to your sisters," the blonde spoke the other two stiffen.

My parents knew this already. That's why they wanted me to find that connection and mate. Mum Blue frowns, mum Aurelia pouts and dad relaxed as always. I glance at Ike, who looks down. He knew too. Is there anyone who doesn't bloody know?

I nod, understanding. "And if I don't?"

All three of their eyes widen in surprise at the question. They glance back and forward at each other before the one with a nose ring spoke."You will be removed, my prince."

"Removed? By whom?" They were annoying me. "This isn't a democracy, and if my father passes his crown to me, there is no one who can do a thing about it." They all glance at my parents warily. They had that look on their face. I laugh darkly, "Tell me this is a joke?"

"The purist armies are growing, and the people are unsure of their future. You are reckless and matless. They call for a vampire queen, and you will choose one when the time is right. Until then, you are all dismissed," my father waves his hand. The three vampires bow their heads and left in a hurry. Ike disappeared behind them.

"You can't be bloody serious?" I scoff.

"Deadly," my father states.

"Why do I need a beloved? And I'm part fay you realise this, don't you? A hybrid. Yet you wanted me to limit my choice. Why not a human or wolf or Lycan or even a fay?"

"Who contains crystal blood and from what we have seen, you're all darkness. A beloved will balance you."

My mothers didn't disagree or try to defend me as they usually do. They knew he spoke the truth. I knew it. They're two types of Crystal. There's Crystal, like Lia, kind and gentle. Then there's, dark crystal, terrifying and destructive. We both know where I'd fall.

Ever since I was a lad my parents attempt to steer me away from this destructive path, but I seem to be drawn to it like a magnet. Even though I couldn't access the crystal side of me, which is a good thing for the world. I feed off the darkness and evil that stems from it. I enjoy watching people suffer and relish in shedding blood. I kill for pleasure and entertainment with no remorse, feeding that darkness in me.

"You aren't exactly gentle... Humans are fragile creatures. You'd kill her before you even... turn her," Mum Blue frowns. "And werewolves are part human. Even if she survives the mating, there is no telling how long she'll...." I can see the pain in her eyes and the blush on her cheeks. "survive your overly aggressive stamina."

True and awkward having to hear that from your mother.

"A Lycan will not submit to you as easily. And we all know you don't tolerate defiance well." Mum Aurelia signs. Also, true. "A fay will only mark and accept you if you accept them. And after what happened with Esme... That's out of the question."

"Your vampire demands a strong mate. A vampire female will be docile enough and strong when she needs to be," my dad said matter-of-factly.

My father had that knowing look on his face, he knew what I was capable of. My mothers had a reasonable idea, but only my father saw how truly sadistic I can be. It stunned him at first, but it didn't surprise him. Sometimes I wonder if he knew I'd turn out like this. Although No one knew how the crystal blood would affect me. They all assume I'd be like my mother. That is until I killed the maid when I was four. The bitch had it coming.

"And you have someone in mind?" I snicker bitterly.

"A list actually," he said casually.

"And I'm to choose from it?"

"That's how it works," he replied smugly. "Refuse and Flynn becomes king and your sister's queen."

"Not if he's dead," I smirk. My mother's eyes widen and couldn't believe I just said that.

"Then you'll kill your sisters too and we both know you wouldn't," he trails off bored, standing from his throne with my mothers in his arms. "Get your shit together. Tonight a few of those females will be present at the ball. Try not to kill them or scare them off." My mothers gave me a sad smile and left with my father.

Hmm, that sounds like an excellent idea. I grin sinisterly. I left my room and took a shower. Afterwards, I head down to find Flynn fixing his motorcycle in the front yard. My sister's scent was practically soaked in his pores. He had two marks on his neck that he wore proudly with his hands covered in grease.

"You know we have people to do that?" I said with a glass of blood in my hand, leaning against the door frame arrogantly.

"No one touches my baby but me or my girls," he smirks with a wrench in his hand.

"How did you meet my sisters?" I took a sip of the warm fresh blood.

"I met Violet at a raid," a flash of lust and fear flicker across his face as he quickly when back to tightening his brakes.

"You took my sister in a raid and marked her?" My tone remained blank, but it irked me that he did that to my sister at a damn party. I've done worse. Yeah, I'm fucking' hypocrite but who's going to call me out on it? And live? Exactly... Violet is not innocent, but she's still my sister.

"In my defence I was drunk, and so was she. I didn't understand what was going on at the time. All I knew was that I wanted her. Everything about her was captivating. Her scent, her-" he cleared his throat awkwardly before continuing. "We when outback and," he scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "I lost control. After I marked her, I realized what I did and how I did it. She is my beloved, and I should've done that differently."

"You were jealous and wanted to claim what was yours," I finish the blood in my glass and lick my lips, "So you showed her who she belongs to."

Males and their egos.

"How-"

"How do I know that?" I cut him off watching his eyes widen. He nods and stood up wiping his hand off with a dirty greasy rag he had in his back pocket. " You're an old vampire. Over a few centuries... if I'm to guess." The older the vampire the stronger their ora. Most of them can hide it but not from me.  I trudged over to him. " A mate connection would be more arduous to resist."

He smirks," I underestimated you. Guess your sisters were right after all."

"Hurt them, and by the time I'm done with you, you'd be begging for me to kill you," I smirk darkly.

His smirk fades and gulps when he saw the baby pink specks swirling in my azure blue eyes. He nods, and I turn away, walking back inside.

"Aren't you going to ask me about Sapphire?"

"She was probably in bed reading when Violet brought you home?"

"Poetry," I can hear the smile and adoration in his voice. " I'd die before I hurt them. They're my life, Prince Olen."

" Good. Because I have no problem slaughtering your entire clan and everyone you whole dear to your heart, right in front of your eyes. And Oh, don't call me prince," I told him and shut the door behind me.

 I watch everyone congratulate them and fond over the newly mated couple. Flynn kept them by his side with his hands on their lower backs possessively the whole night. It was obvious he wasn't accustomed to a grand lavish celebration as this and care less for it. He watches everyone fond over his beloveds proudly and glares at any male who dares to look at them longer than needed.

"Don't think about it," Ike approached me amused with Nix by his side.

"Think about what?" I shrug ignorantly.

"Killing him," Nix and Ike stated in unison amused.

"If he treats them right, I won't have a reason to."

"You know you're irrational and the kill first, ask questions later method isn't a proper approach in this instant." Nix arched a brow at me.

"Then he better don't fuck up," I simply replied.

"Prince Olen," a sexy blonde in a sequined Mermaid Gown, that hugs her curves elegantly bowed. The v-neck front gave me a perfect view of her amble firm breast, which I wouldn't mind tasting at the moment. The ball was boring to me. Ike and Nix gave me an amused look and disappeared.

"And who might you be?" I asked cocking my head to the side, checking her out blatantly as she did the same.

"Chole Dunford of the Fire Crest Clan," she purrs in a seductive voice. Ahh. That's one of the clans on my father's list of queens. "Would you care to dance your majesty?"

"Let's cut to the point, shall we?" I took a step closer to her, we were so close yet not touching. Her heart rate accelerated. I smirk knowing the effect I had on her. "I don't dance baby and we both know that's not what you want. I can smell it on you. How about we skip all of this unnecessary conversation and go straight to fucking? Either way, I'm tasting you tonight." I told her bluntly.

Her arousal thickens around us, and her eyes darken with lust as she nods.

"Say it," I inhale enjoying the scent of her arousal and blood racing through her veins.

"Yes," she said in a low breathy voice and raised her hand to touch me. I shot her a pointed look and she quickly drops her hands with wide eyes.

"So-sorry your majesty."

I rolled my eyes internally annoyed at her attempt but didn't want to ruin the mood. "Don't make that mistake again." My voice was a lot colder than I expected.

"Yes, your majesty," she cringed.

I wave for her to walk ahead of me to the door. And smirk at my father's disapproval glare.

Suddenly the most delicious scent ever stopped me in my tracks. Halfway across the room, was a beautiful sexy female with big loose black curls, that didn't suit her. But she looks good anyway in that tight dress that left little room for the imagination. Every male in here was practically eye-fucking her as she rolls her hips and runs her hands over her body seductively. She had curves in all the right places and made me feel a strange sensation. Not in my groin, well yeah there too, but more like a chill going down my spine. I wanted to taste every inch of her delicate tight body with a fierce desire to make her mine. Mine? For the night. Yeah, just one night or maybe two. But deep down, I can feel my possessiveness taking over. I am a very jealous and possessive man but never had I felt anything so intense before.

"Your majesty," the blonde draws back my attention to her.

I nod to the royal guard, and he came over. "Take her to my room," I ordered.

"Yes, your majesty," he bows."This way, miss." He waves to the door. She hesitated at first but nonetheless followed him.

Maybe I can have both of them. The closer I got to her, that mouth-watering scent got stronger than the other scent around her. But what shocked me and made me stop in my track was the fact that my little temptress was a little wolf, a pure innocent one. My monsters were practically salivating for a taste and loved that she was untouched. They had never reacted to anyone this way before. She wasn't our first virgin, but they were something different about her. Fuck, I had never smelled or wanted anything as much as I wanted her. Even the darkness inside me kept a bay. This is going to be interesting.

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Chapter 6: Apple Juice.

[Meka]

I can do this. I can do this. Just smile and pretend like everything is fine. I chant over and over with my stomach tied in knots. Wow, I would have been amazed at how beautiful the princess's mating ball is, if I wasn't shaking in my shoes. Everyone dresses impeccably and dripping in jewellery. I couldn't help but feel plain and small. They spared no expense, everything perfect and elegant. Beautiful sparkling chandelier, golden walls with ornate mouldings, beautiful fresh flowers everywhere, and ice sculptures. My heart thumped away like a beating drum as I stood there feeling out of place. I can't do this. I can't do this. What would Lian think? I can't hurt him like this. Oh, Goddess please forgive me.

*I can't do this.* I mind-link dad in a panic.

*That is not an option. We've been through this Meka.*

*But-*

*No, but Meka! Follow the plan. You can, and you will.* He used his Beta tone on me. * Don't be selfish. This is for wolves across the world. Now stop wasting time and do whatever needs to be done! Understand me?*

You know what that sounds like, dad? Not my problem!! I wanted to scream at him, but that would be inappropriate and disrespectful to my Beta.

* Yes dad.*

I felt queasy having all these unmated males staring at me like a piece of meat. I can't believe I agreed to this! The males glare lustfully at me while the females shot me jealous, dirty looks. Talk about embarrassment. I made my way to the bar, cursing the dress my father made me wear. A spaghetti-strap a-line ivory floor-length dress. It was tight-fitting, hugging all my curves with front splits. I look like an expensive hooker in heels I have no business wearing.

I like wedges, but hooker heels are where I draw the line. I'm surprised I didn't break my neck in this death trap. I can barely breathe in this goddamn dress. I'm pretty sure it came with a pole. Why did I let them talk me into this? I've no clue. Oh, goddess, I can't do this! I can't do this! This isn't me. I should be home, not here, doing this! I know sometimes doing the right thing isn't easy, but apparently, I am! If Lian could see me now, he'd be so disappointed. I let him down. I'm such a shitty mate. He deserves a better mate than me. I'm so lucky to have Lian. He looks out for me and keeps me safe. He'll make a wonderful mate and great alpha. He loves me and I love him. I can't do this. He won't approve. I know he won't.

*Lian won't like this.*

*That's why he will never know, and you'll stick to our story.*

Now I'm all the-cator, a fornicator and a fabricator. Thanks, dad. A server passed with apple juice on a tray. I grab a glass and took a sip. Yuck! I grimace at the taste. These apples are rotten. How do people drink this stuff? I took another sip, hoping for the best. That would be food poisoning. Maybe then I can leave and beg Lian to forgive me. Goddess if I survive this I'll be the best mate ever.

This suddenly doesn't taste as bad and was soothing my neurotic nerves. I finish my apple juice and took another. It tastes even better the second time, leaving a warm fuzzy feeling inside me. Is this what food poisoning feels like? I like it! Just as I turned to take another glass, there he was speaking to a girl and a guy. He was a lot hotter than the picture dad showed me. I think the apple juice is infecting my brain.

My eyes leisurely drift down his broad, sexy shoulders, and muscular arms in his black tux. I gulp the knot forming in my throat as my eyes drift back up his body like a perv, all the way to his kissable full lips. My cheeks flush from my naughty thoughts with a tingling sensation creeping down my spine. And it wasn't all fear. He's an abomination and should be put down like the rest of the crossbreed's impure creatures. What the hell am I thinking? Bad bad apple juice! A sexy blonde swings her hips over to him and I couldn't help the annoyance I felt when he moved closer to her.

I grab two more glasses and finished them. I felt my body relax as the sour spoiled taste burns down my throat. All my inhibitions and morals faded into the back of my mind. I made my way to the dance floor swaying my hips to the rhythm of the music. I could feel eyes on me, but the only one I cared for at the moment.

The second our eyes connected, my heart literally leaps in my chest with butterflies in my stomach, and goosebumps everywhere. I gulp, staring into his mesmerising eyes. A ring of blazing sterling silver-grey, swallowed by an exquisite freakish azure blue, surrounded his obsidian black pupil. It was artistic, alluring, and enchanting making the hair on my skin rise. I might need to see the pack doctor.

I felt a heat consume me as I move my body like I was dancing for him alone. He adjusts himself and drinks me in with his hungry eyes. I won't lie, it turned me on, and I felt dirty. Why do I have a feeling that wasn't apple juice?

I wanted to feel his muscular arms wrapped around my body. And run my fingers through his silky, thick mahogany brown hair. I roll my hips, slowly running my hands over my breast and stomach like some thirsty apple juice-drinking pole dancer. I had no clue what I was doing, but from the look on his face, I must be doing something right. You know what's funny about this? I don't. My wolf purr in my head, endorsing my actions. Suddenly my heartbeat quickens when he began moving towards me.

I bite my lips, fleeing to the exit, knowing he's following me. I push the door open that led to a garden. The cool air on my skin made me shiver, but soon I felt a pair of big muscular hands on my hips and a hard body against my back. And that wasn't the only thing hard on him. My muscle tightens and my panties wet from all the dirty things running through my head. That wasn't apple juice. They tricked me! A light breeze blew our way. Oh, Goddess, what hell dimension is this? He smells like chocolate chip cookies and apples that made my mouth water. I lick my lips with a soft whimper.

"Such a little tease." His warm breath teases the delicate skin of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "I don't like being teased kitten." He pushes me to the wall gently, peppering butterfly kisses on the nape of my neck, and across my shoulders.

My body shudders as I arch my back and push my ass on him. That's new. I felt his manhood twitch in response. " Maybe if you be a good boy I wouldn't," I stutter out in a breathy voice. What is happening to me? Where is this courage coming from? I don't have any.

"Good boy?" he said, amused. "Kitten, you don't want a good boy. You want a man that can make you scream and cum till your legs shake and pussy sore. You want a naughty rough bloke who would worship your body and treat you like a whore in his bed and queen in his life."

Oh. My. Goddess. His accent made those words sound even more sexy to me. I wanted to disagree. I wanted to say no. I wanted to- I wanted to- who am I kidding I wanted him to do everything he just said. My core clenched and my breathing hitched. No one ever spoke to me in such a lewd dirty manner, but I like it. I like it a lot. And apple juice.

He ran his hands up and down my thigh. "Tell me what you want, kitten." He leans in and nibbles on my earlobes, drawing out a moan from me. I can feel my panties soak and my core clenched deliciously for him. My knees wobble and his grip on me tightens. "I won't go further until you tell me," his deep husky voice was doing odd things to my body. I don't know if it was because of the fraudulent apple juice or does his voice really sounds like sex itself. "Don't be shy." I can feel his hand moving up my thigh to my core. My chest heaving, and my body tingling with excitement. "Just say it and I'll make this sweet little cunt squirt." He cups me there and squeezes. I moan out louder, feeling him smirk against my neck.

"To-touch me," I whimper out mindlessly, lost in my own lust. I never did this before or ask a man to touch me. But this felt stupidly right. Maybe I got food poison. Maybe this is a dream? Maybe I'm passed out on the bathroom floor.

"Where?" he asks while stroking my folds over my panties, no doubt feeling my wetness through the thin fabric.

You know WHERE!!!" Right there," I moan out louder than before when he slides my panties to the side and inserted a finger into me. I felt a slight pain but it quickly dissipated.

"Fuck, you're so tight and wet... And I hadn't even fucked you yet," he growls in my ear, moving his fingers slowly in and out of me. I moan in response and he smirks, loving my reaction to him. "I'm going to make you feel good," he purrs in my ears. YES!! YES!! "You smell so good." He brushes his lips along the side of my neck. I tilt my head, giving him better access; feeling my core getting wetter and clenched around his fingers. A low growl rumbled in the back of his throat, "Fuck, that pussy feels good. I'm going to make you cum like this. Then take you to bed and lick and eat every inch of this sexy body... before fucking you... senseless." Before I could process all his words, his fingers began moving faster inside me.

Every bit of my rational thinking when through the door and the reason I was here was long forgotten. He caresses my walls and curled his fingers in me, finding my sweet spot. I moan so loud, not caring who heard me as he picks up his rhythm in me. The entire time avoiding my sensitive clit. He continues hitting that spot inside me, sending waves of pleasure down my spine to my core. My body tense, feeling something building inside of me. I moan louder, grinding down on his hand.

"That's it, baby, ride my fingers," he encourages.

I didn't even realize he had inserted a second finger in me. His thumb presses down on my clit, rubbing it in circular motions. That did it. I arch my back and screamed out my pleasure as I felt myself clenched around his fingers, gushing down his hand. Waves upon waves of pleasure wash over me.

"Fuck! I can't wait to feel you clamp down on my cock like that," he purrs.

Moving his fingers slowly inside me, letting me ride out my mind-blowing very first orgasm. His arm wrapped around my waist, holding me up. My chest heaved and my body trembled from the intensity of my orgasm. This doesn't feel like a dream. Wait, what am I doing? Suddenly realization hits me. My eyes widen in panic when I felt his fangs graze my neck. I knew he was going to sink them into me, but before I could react; he dropped to his knees. I gasp with my hands covering my mouth.

His eyes were turning a blood orange-red colour with specks of pink in them, "You bitc-"

My father shot a few more darts into him, and he fell back and passed out cold. He shoves the dart gun back into the waist of his pants.

Before I could react or process what just happens, he slaps me. Turning my face to the side from the impact, splitting my lips. I whimper, holding my red cheek, tasting my own blood." If you weren't my daughter and to be mated to the Alpha's son. I would've had you mounted by every unmated warrior in our pack like a whore," he growls in disgust through clenched jaws.

"You said do whatever it takes," I whisper under my breath with tears well up in my eyes.

"Don't get smart with me, Meka!" He said through tight lips. "You're lucky I was the one here and not the alpha. What do you think he would've done to you for letting that filth touch you in that way?" I knew he was right. The alpha would've done worse. He'd probably had me raped, beaten, and tortured. And that's putting it lightly. "Help me get him out of here. Grab his legs."

We carried him to the car and put him in the trunk quickly. " You're walking home."

"What?" I furrow my brows.

"If anyone else catches that scent on you, what do you think will happen?" My cheeks burn red, knowing exactly what scent he's speaking of. I watched him drive off, leaving me in the dark, standing in the middle of the road.

I knew I had to get out of there before the guards realize what transpired. I can't believe this happens to me. What's worse is I can't believe I let his kindness touch me. No man ever touched me like that. Not even Lian, but what was more bizarre was the fact that my wolf purred in my head the entire time. She liked his touch. She liked the abomination's touch? The worse part is, not once I thought about Lian. My chosen mate. My future. I'm so screwed. That wasn't apple juice.

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Chapter 7: What is This?

When I reached the packhouse, the alpha mind-link summoned everyone from the age of eighteen to the torture chamber. My heart was pounding in my rib cage, realizing what that means. They were going to execute him. What is wrong with me? He is a monster, a beast that shouldn't exist. He needed to die, for all that's good. Crossbreeds shouldn't be allowed to inhale the same air as us. They are a disgrace and a violation of nature. My wolf whimpers at the thought of them ending him. I don't understand why she felt this way towards the leech, a hybrid. I had to remind her this is unacceptable, and that our chosen mate Lian will not appreciate this.

My wolf never reacted this way to Lian's touch. She likes him because he was powerful and would breed strong pups. But never had she purred from his touch. Maybe it was the fake juice? Yeah. I took a quick shower and changed into sweatpants and a hoodie. I remained outside the prison for roughly fifteen minutes, hoping it would be over.

I open the door and slowly trudge down the corridor. The echo of wolves howling and cheering met my ears with the heavy scent of blood thick in the air. I remained in the back, hiding under my hoodie like a coward. A gasp escaped my lips when I saw what they had done. I slap my palms over my mouth, preventing the food in my stomach from escaping. My wolf growls murderously giving me an instant headache. I wince and force her down.

He was shirtless with his trousers soaked in blood. His shoulder-length mahogany brown hair was matted and sticking to his marred face. Both his eyes were swollen shut, nose was bleeding and crooked. Lip swollen and split; with his saliva and blood dripping from his mouth. His arms stretched above his head with his toes barely reaching the ground. His torso had deep clawed marks, oozing blood as Alpha Kian pokes his fingers inside his wounds, reopening them as they try to heal. He groans from the pain but dares not scream. That alone made the alpha mad. He growls and punched him in the stomach. Blood dripped down his limbs, creating a pool around him.

He had multiple stab wounds in his chest and stomach, yet he was alive? I gag at the gruesome, grotesque scene. He should be dead. Beside him was the werewolf-witch hybrid. His heart missing and his body was mutilated. I turned eighteen two weeks ago. I had never witnessed firsthand what transpired down here, and now I wish I could unsee it.

I turn to escape when I crashed into my father. "Where do you think you're going?"

"I-I-I can't watch this," I whimper.

He grabs my face harshly and gritted in my ear, "You are my daughter and the future Luna of this pack. You will watch every single minute. Don't disgrace me or the Alpha." He spun me back around to watch.

Alpha Kian raised his bloodied hand, silencing the crowd with nothing but malice and hatred burning in his eyes. "This is what the world has come to! When the Royal families are tainted by crossbreed abominations! Where we are being ruled by these atrocities!" he bellowed and everyone applauded in agreement. " We shouldn't be ruled by this," he hisses in disgust at the dark prince. "We should work together to annihilate them ALL!!!" Everyone howl and cheer as he continued preaching. " Purging the world from all of this sacrilege! They are a plague to our society! Contaminated the Moon Goddess's perfect creations! Crossbreeding is blasphemy! Hybrids and Tribrids are a SIN! We should erase any wolf who breeds with another species from the face of the earth! And we are the ones to do it! Together we will eliminate these mongrels and cleanse the world from the likes of their kind! The Royal family needs to be taught a lesson! First, the hybrid breeds with a filthy human whore! Then she gave birth to those mutations! Who yet AGAIN crossbreed and give birth to this!" He punched the prince in his stomach, reopening his wounds that were slowly healing. I flinched from the sickening crack of his ribs. I'm astonished he can still heal. I heard he was strong, but this proves it. Any other supernatural would be dead by now.

"Any last words?" Alpha Kian spat.

"Your Luna has a nice arse," he spits blood in his face.

My eyes widen in shock, and a bit amused at his response. Fool. The Alpha growls murderously and jabs his hand in his chest. I slap my hands over my mouth in horror and clenched my eyes shut. Not wanting to see what comes next. My heart felt like it stopped, as my wolf howls out in my head. She wanted me to stop this, but we both know we couldn't. The silence in the room was uncanny. Shouldn't they be celebrating? I open one eye and peer up to see the alpha gawking at his bloodied hand in incredulity. Where is his heart? The gap in his chest was closing, and he was still breathing. Moon Goddess, what is this? The temperature in the room dropped and everyone panicked in horror, disbelief, and shock.

"Where is his heart?"

"How come he doesn't have one?"

"The rumours are true!"

"He's heartless!"

"Abomination!"

"He's a freak!"

"Burn him!"

"He's unkillable!"

"Witch!"

"Why doesn't he have a heart?"

"Kill him!"

"He's fay!"

"Burn him!"

"Burn him!!" They all began chanting.

"Quiet!" Alpha Kian roars.

He jabs his hand on the other side of his chest. When he pulled out this hand; the hole in his chest made me heave, emptying my stomach. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hoodie sleeve. The hole was slowly healing as he growls with his saliva dripping down his mouth.

"Meka?" Lian was by my side. I didn't realize he was calling my name. "Are you alright?"

"It's her first-time alpha," my father told him.

He nods and held my hand, tugging me to the front. "No no," I shake my head and tug at him to stop. "I don't want to," I stammer feeling a tightest in my chest. 

"I promise he won't hurt you. But as my future Luna and mate, I need you beside me. Can you do that?" I knew if I said no, it won't end well. Lian never hit me, but my father will. I nod yes and followed him.

I kept my head down the entire time as we made our way through the crowd. As soon as we reach the front, I peer up through my thick lashes with my glossy eyes large in panic.

He was staring at me." Enjoying the show, kitten?"

The alpha raised his eyebrow, taken back by his nickname for me.

"Don't talk to her," growls Lian possessively shielding me from his view.

The dark prince coughs up blood and grunt, "Or what? You'll rip my heart out, pup?" He smirks through the pain. He's crazy.

An evil grin appeared on Lian's face as he orders, "Shave his head."

My brother and Sebastian took two sharp blades and began shaving his head. They didn't care about the cuts or the blood dripping down his scalp from their harshness. They were revelling in this sinister act a little too much. Everyone laughed and mocked him. If this was any other hybrid, I would've been cheering. But him. I wanted to hurt them for hurting him. And I'm not even a violent person.

Lian took small steps to the tray of knives and picked up one. "She's beautiful? Isn't she?" he asks. The dark prince's jaw clenched, looking down at his hair coated in blood on the ground. "Did you hear me?" Lian snarl. When the dark prince didn't acknowledge him, he did something I wasn't expecting. He grabs his ear and slices his pointy tip-off. He groans out from the pain and snarls at him. I gasp in horror with my eyes wider than a saucer in disbelief and horror. "Do you hear me now?!!" Shouted Lian as he slices the top of his other ear off and tosses it on the ground. Lian began laughing along with everyone else. I just stood there, growing angrier and disgusted by them. This was low, even for them.

"Heard you don't like to be touched," Lian mocks. "Why is that?"

"I'll let her touch me as much as she fancied," he smirks at him.

Lian punched him in the stomach. "She will never touch a leech freak like you!" he growls possessively. His gaze vaguely shifted to mine and saw the panicked expression on my face. He knew if he revealed how much I let him touch me, I'd be dead or worse. I honestly assumed he would sell me out. I would, but he didn't. "But... I know a few people who would."

 Lian had a sinister look on his face that chilled my bones. Just then a few males from the pack step forward with that same look etched on their faces. Every time they touched him, he grimaced, and that deadly fire in his eyes only grew. He really hated being touched. I could see the agony in his eyes, but not once did he ask them to stop or said anything. They poke his wounds, and punched him, while some females felt him up. It sickens me. I kept my gaze down the entire time because I couldn't bear to see the pain in his eyes. I was a coward and this was all my fault.

"That's enough for today," Alpha Kian announced abruptly. His eyes were obsidian black. "Hide him in the marked cell."

"What's going on?" Lian ask.

"They know he's missing. The royal guards have been dispersed to find him."

I raced out of there all the way to my room and straight to the bathroom, vomiting whatever I had left in my tummy. I felt responsible and sick. My entire life I've been taught crossbreeds are abominations and the world needs to be cleansed of them. We believed in the purity of species. But seeing the way they torture him or what the hybrid said had me thinking. I knew he was a monster. A freak. An abomination. Then why do I feel this way? Why does my chest ache? Why do I have this annoying gnawing in my stomach? I crawled into bed as the night replayed in my head. From his touch that made me tremble to the incident in the dungeon that made me sick.

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Chapter 8: Feelings.

[Olen]

"You filthy abomination!" The alpha cunt kicked me in my already broken fucking ribs. I groan out, biting back the torturous scream that desperately threatens to escape my red swollen split lips. Fuck him! I'm not going to give this cunt the satisfaction of hearing me cry out to appease his alpha ego. Bring that shit on! " String him up!" He orders with his lips curled into a vicious snarl and eyes narrow with disgust.

The beta and alpha pup grab me. A low growl escapes my mouth involuntarily. Not because the cock suckers are digging their grimy claws into me. I snicker darkly in my head. It was the chocolate cover strawberry vanilla scent that lingers on the alpha pup. Her scent. The reason I'm here. I don't know what made me madder. The fact that he smells like her or the fact that her scent has embedded itself in my lungs, my nostril, my bloody head. I thought her scent was sweet, but it had nothing on her addictive arousal. I don't know if I wanted to torture her or fuck her.

I growl when my body stretched painfully, with my hands chained over my head and toes barely touching the concrete. Wounds reopening and ribs shrieking from the excruciating pain. I couldn't breathe as I groan and winced from the sharp hot pain shooting through my body.

"Did that hurt you?" the alpha pup taunted.

"Nah mate, am just peachy, " I said while managing a stiff smirk.

His smirk was replaced by a venomous glare as he punched me in my right rib. I snarl and clenched my eyes shut from the hot pain. My opening wound bleeding and shrieked from the impact. "How was that?"

"You hit like a twat."

"You piece a shit!" He growls and moves to hit me again but was held back by daddy dearest.

"He's trying to rile you up. Don't let him get to you."

He shrugs his hand off him, snarls," I'm going to gut you like a fuckin' fish you freak," and barged out fuming.

"Nice pup you got there," my voice hoarse and my throat dries with the taste of my blood in my mouth.

"Enjoy it while you can. Your days are numbered," he threatens and storms out.

"Was it something I said?" It was pretty fucking obvious my days were number.

"Keep that attitude up, and I'll cut your dirty tongue out," the beta gritted and followed the alpha cunt.

I groan out from the pain coursing through me. If there is a God, he has a twisted sense of humour. I let down my guard for the first time in fifty-seven years, and this happens, I thought bitterly. At first, I thought it was the delicious scent of her blood that I craved. Then I felt her delicate little body against mine and that shocked the shit out of me. Oddly when she touches me or when I touched her it doesn't sting and the cold sweat and chills are almost nonexistent. I didn't know how that was possible. I thought I was going crazy.

Every time I closed my eyes the image of her moaning and whimpering under my touch plagues me. Her stormy alluring grey eyes, her gorgeous smile, her smooth soft freckly skin and her tiny waist with those magnificent hips of her jutting out. My dick moved despite the pain coursing through me. Now here I am. Because of a 'feeling.' I laugh darkly in my head. I wanted to rip her out of that dress and fuck her hard. But I didn't, not because I couldn't. But because... I couldn't stand the idea of someone else hearing those beautiful little sounds she was making or smelling that intoxicating scent of hers. I laugh bitterly in my head at my foolish thoughts. Her skin was so smooth and soft, that I couldn't fathom the thought of hurting her. I couldn't treat her like my whores or rough her up like that. I know she would love it, but only if she wants me to. What the fuck is wrong with me? Fuck I sound like a bitch!

I let my dick do the thinking and now I'm in this shit hole. I still can't believe she let me touch her that easily. I could feel her wolf humming with approval at my touch and trust me. What a daft little wolf. I hated it. I hated that her wolf trusted me. I hated that she let her guard down. I hated that she gave in to me that easily. I hate the idea of thinking about her being like this with anyone else. I couldn't help it and monsters weren't making it easy for me. They craved her just as much. I was so caught up in watching her cum that I hesitated to sink my fangs into that delicate little neck of hers. My only regret was not tasting her sweet blood. Fuck, I bet she tastes better than she smells.

I can't feel my arms. The only thing I can hear is the sound of my blood dripping down my legs into the small puddle forming around my toes. I don't know how long I've been here or how long I'll last. I feel my body struggling to heal my wounds; wounds that should be healed.

The scent of chocolate-covered strawberry and vanilla suddenly flooded my nose. My head remains down with my eyes shut. I can feel her eyes on me with her heart racing. I remained quiet, waiting for her to speak.

But it doesn't matter what she has to say. She is dead just like the rest of the cunts in here. I probably save her for last. I'll drain her an inch to her life, then flay her beautiful smooth pale freckly skin off. I cursed myself when the thought of her agonizing screams and pain made my chest clench. What is she doing to me? I'm half-dead or soon will be and yet I feel- I feel for her! Perhaps after I take her innocence and ravish her delicious tight body, it'll change. Yes. Just like Esme. The sound of her soft sniffling brought me back to reality.

"Does the alpha mutt know his luna is down here?" I mock with a hit of irritation in my tone at the fact she's mated to him. I don't need her bloody pity. I gave her a few seconds, but she remained mute. Her heartbeat sped up. "Bad kitten, sneaking out." Still nothing? I waited a few more seconds. It was starting to annoy and irritate me, that I wanted to hear her soft velvety voice. This feeling shit is killing me right now. "You better get back to lover boy. Wouldn't want to get caught gawking at the abomination." And she got nothing for me? "Did you miss me?" Her heart spikes abnormally quickly. Interesting. I couldn't help, but wonder if she was his real mate. "Or was it just my touch?" Another spike. After a minute, I heard her feet padding away. " Why did you come?"

This time I lift my head and pry open one eye that wasn't swollen shut. My vision is blurry but I still saw her under the dim fluorescent light flickering above. I was right, that black hair didn't suit her. Her long cocoa-brown hair was tied in a high ponytail. In sweatpants and a big hoodie sweater hiding away her curvy sexy body from me. Somehow, I knew she was more comfortable like this than in that dress. I wouldn't be too shocked if she was forced to wear it. She stops, backing me, but remains quiet.

"Did you want to see your mate's handy work," I hiss the word, 'mate,' sounding like a jealous stupid prick. The thought of him touching her or any males touching her didn't sit well with my stomach. Maybe is the infected open throbbing wound across my stomach. "My grandma hits harder than that knob."

Did she just stifle a giggle? Or are my ears playing tricks on me? Somehow, I found myself wanting to hear more of that beautiful sound. Fuck. This. feeling shit! She didn't reply and continued walking. I heard the door open and closed. Not a second later, the door opened and closed once more. I smell her before I saw her.

"Why?"

Fuck she was beautiful, even under this shitty light. If I wasn't already breathless, she would have taken my breath away. Now I sound like a twat. "Why what?"

"Why didn't you tell him?"

"Tell him what?" I knew exactly what she was referring to.

"You know what," she scrunched up her nose adorably.

Adorable? What the fuck is wrong with me? I don't find anything adorable. Let along with her. The reason I'm here in the shit hole. Fuck this, 'feeling!' I don't give a shit how fuckable she is.

"How I touched you? Or how you came hard as fuck on my fingers?"

Even under the dim flickering light, I can see her cheeks turning red, chewing on her bottom lip. My eyes unconsciously drift down to her full pink lips. Her chewing those lips was so fucking distracting. I want to hate her right now, but she's making it so damn hard. She's so pure and innocent and I know I would ruin her. Hold up, since when do I care? Fuck! She's messing with my head.

"W-why didn't you?"

Because the cunt would have hurt her in ways I didn't want to imagine. Deep down I knew I wouldn't react well to that and I didn't like how it made me feel. "Why didn't you?"

"Do you always answer a question with a question?"

"I don't answer questions because no one is daft enough to question me."

She narrows her eyes at me a tad annoyed but quickly mass it. "Thank you." I arched a brow at her. She does realize when I get out here she's dead. Right? " For not saying anything."

"Save it," I said curtly, hating how this was making me feel. At this point, I toyed with the idea of switching off my humanity. "I didn't do it for you." Yeah, I did. But she doesn't need to know that.

She frowns," Thank you nonetheless."

Her innocent act is starting to annoy me. She can't be this naive, can she? Does she know who I am? I watch her once more leave the room. The next day the three mangy cunts came back for my daily dose of sweet torture. This time they whip me until I passed out. When I woke up, I was amazed I was still alive. My foot was shackled to the wall instead of being strung up like a pig in a slaughterhouse. I groan and hiss in pain sitting up. I couldn't feel my back. I don't know how long I was sitting here when her scent drifts into the room. Ah, my little kitten is back again. This time I didn't say anything because I was irritated at myself for feeling a slight excitement that she came. I'm still going to kill her.

"Come to relief your guilt?" My voice is harsh and heavy with annoyance.

"No," she mutters.

Not once did she lift her head to look at me. I didn't know what pissed me off more. Her not looking at me, these fucking feelings or the pang of betrayal I felt.  Even though she does not owe me her loyalty.

"Why don't you like to be touched?"

"Because I don't."

"That's not an answer," she whispers under her breath with a frown, I almost missed it.

I knew packs like this and females like her. They are weak docile pathetic little wolves who breed and kiss the arse of their mates. They live solely to please their mates. I wouldn't guess she was one of them from the way she acted at the ball, then again I could smell the liquor on her breath. Liquid courage. I can't imagine her being with that wanker.

"Why are you with that wanker? It can't be his cock."

"You don't know that," she mumbles with her cheeks tinting a light pink.

Fuck her innocence is disarming. The side of my lips tugs up slightly. "Any wolf, lycan, vampire and fay with a nose can smell how innocent you are. And don't forget I had my fingers up that-"

"Alright," her voice came out as a squeal with eyes widening. Her pink cheeks were now rosy red. "Must you be so vulgar?"

"Did I offend your virgin little ears?" I taunted.

She knitted her brows together. "No."

"You're a terrible liar kitten."

I watch her chewing on her lips, and shifting on her feet back and forth. A minute of silence passes between us before she asks."Why don't you have a heart?"

"That's why you're here? The alpha pup send you to dig for information?" My voice came out with a bit of a growl.

Her breathing hitched in fear. That explains why she's here. I should have known. You wouldn't think from looking at her she's capable of kidnapping, but here I am. This innocent act she got going is something. I laugh dryly in my head. I almost fell for it. Again.

"No-no. He doesn't know I'm here."

I study her carefully. She had no tell of a person who was lying and her heartbeat didn't change. Or maybe she's that good.

"Then why are you?"

"You don't answer any of my questions," she mumbles fidgeting with her fingers behind her back.

She has no backbone whatsoever. Throughout the entire conversation, she keeps her head down submissively and avoids eye contact. I don't even think she knows she's doing it. I hated it. I hated how defenceless she is and that made me mad. Alright, I'll bite let's see where this goes.

"When I was four the maid tried to kill me. She set my bath on fire. Ever since then, I develop a rare form of a condition called haphephobia."

Her head snaps up to mine in shock and frowns. "I-I'm sorry."

"Save it. She got what she desires."

She did. I burned the bitch to ashes. By the time my parents got there, I had healed. Until today no one knew why I killed the maid. Ever since that day, something inside me changed.

"From the day I was born, my father promised me to the alpha's son."

So this isn't her choice? But why would her father-oh? "The beta?" That explains the family resemblance. She has cocoa-brown hair and stormy grey eyes. It looks better on her. Why do I even fuckin' care? She nods yes, biting her lips and glancing away. "Do you want to be with him?"

Her heartbeat changed with that look of uncertainty on her face. She quickly masks it and answers in her soft timid voice, " Yes. I lo-love him." She sounds like she trying to convince herself more than me.

"No, you don't." She scrunched up her nose and glared at me but quickly mask it. Got to hand it to her she sure has a lot of control. Or a coward. "If you did you wouldn't be here."

"That doesn't mean I don't love him.  What would you know about love anyway? A man with no heart whose soul is said to be as black as coal." She scrunched up her nose and pursed her lips with her annoyance but her voice remain soft.

"I know females. I know a woman in love wouldn't react to another male the way you did to me. Your body told me a whole other story." Fuck she was so responsive to me, a little too much. There is nowhere in hell she loves that prat.

"I thought it was apple juice," she frowns blushing profusely. I barely heard her small voice. Somehow I'm sure I wasn't meant to hear that.

A small smile threatens to form on my lips but I resist the urge. "Apple juice?"

"That shouldn't have happened."

"But it did."

"But it shouldn't."

"Because you're in love?" I mock.

"Yes."

"You're a lousy liar kitten. You need to do better than that."

"It was a mistake. I love Lian and will be his Luna."

"Who are you trying to convince me or you?"

"I'm not trying to convince anyone it's the truth," she scoffs and scrunched up her nose annoyed.

"When he kisses you does he make your heart race?" Her heart spiked. No. "When he touches you, does he make you wet?" Spike again. No. At this point, I had to fight back the cocky grin forming on my face." Has he ever touched you how I did.... and made you cum so hard that your entire body trembles in pleasure?" Double spike. No. He never touched her? I couldn't help the satisfaction I felt, knowing she has never been touched by another male in such a way. A new scent was in the air that made my nostril flair. Her arousal. Fuck me. She squeezes her tights together unintentionally biting those lips. Her face flushed and her heart raced. I can feel my desire taking over. " Did you ever enjoy his touch more than mine?"

She ran out of the room without a word. I was shocked I could get hard and even more shocked at how much I wanted to hold her in my arms, and extremely shocked how much I wanted to kill that pup. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to kill him before but now I wanted to kill him because of her. I'm so fucked.

The next few days were the same thing. They beat the shit out of me and throw in a few waterboarding in the mix. Then she'll sneak into my cell. This time neither of us would say anything. I don't know how long I've been here. I couldn't feel my limbs. I was so weak that I couldn't even heal.

"Here," I hear a small voice. Great, I'm hallucinating. "Prince Olen?" A shiver when down my spine to my groin from hearing her say my name with an urge to hear her scream it. Only then did I notice her scent? I lift my head staring at her hand stretched out through the bar." Drink it hurry," her voice dripping in fear. Her heart was pounding violently in her chest, and even in my weakened state, I could hear it.

In her hand was a small vial with what looked like blood. Wouldn't be shocked if it's animal blood. I wanted to tell her to fuck off, that I don't need her pity. But... If I'm going to survive, I had to suck it up. I limp over to her wincing between each step.

She was terrified and I don't know what possess me to say the thing that came out of my mouth, "I won't hurt you." Shocking the both of us. That's a lie. I will hurt you.

I took the vial from her trembling hand. The second the blood hits my tongue a growl erupted from the back of my throat. She gasps and jumps back in fear with her eyes wide. The sweet divine taste made my body shudder with a crazy hunger I never felt before. I was starved for god knows how long but it didn't explain the way her blood made me feel or the fact that such a small quantity was healing me. There is that word again,' feel.'

The amount of blood shouldn't have had such an overwhelming effect on me, but it did. I wanted more and judging by her frantic heartbeat, taking slow steps backwards told me one thing. She's terrified of me. I would be too. Strangely, however... I didn't like it. I loved people fearing me but not her.

"Do I need to ask?" No, she shakes her head. She was scared so I ask her something knowing it'll distract her from her fear. "Still in love?"

"That's none of your business."

"Take that as a no."

I extended my hand through the bars returning the vial. I'm kind of surprised she gave me her blood but remains impassive. As much as I wanted to kill her, I couldn't bear the thought of someone else hurting her. She was mine to kill, and no one else! And if they found the vial with her blood, who knows how bad they'll hurt her. She trudged gingerly to me, snatching the vial from my palm.

"You don't know anything about me and Lian," she whispers, chewing on her bottom lips.

I bet they taste delicious. Fuck! What am I think? Fuckin' hell. "I know you don't love him. I know you're too good for him. I know he-"

"You know nothing. If anything he's too good for me." She interrupts me.

I raised a brow surprised but quickly mask it. I snicker bitterly. She can't seriously believe that. "Why do you think that? Was it because of me?" She cringed answering my question. I could smell other females on him. He washes the scent off but it still lingered on him. No one else would notice but because of my royal senses, it wasn't hard. She doesn't know? " Do you think Lian is faithful?"

"Yes," she hesitated. "Yes. He is. He loves me and only me. I'm going to be his Luna." She exhales slowly. "He-he told me he is."

I laugh dryly at her. "He told you he's faithful?" How gullible is she?

"Yes."

Very gullible. "What if he wasn't? Would you leave him?"

"He is." She whispers once more, "He is."

"If you say so."

"I do. He loves me and I love him."

"Then why do you think about me all the time?"

Her eyes widen and her heart skips a beat. Shit, I was right? I quickly mask my surprise. I sure as fuck think about her all the time. Didn't think she did too.

"I-um-I-" She fumbles over words and when she couldn't find any she ran. Run little wolf, because when I catch you, your time will be up.

When she ran past me my nostrils flared, catching another scent on her. A growl ripped from my throat and she paused in her tracks for a second before leaving. His foul scent on her was like pouring hot oil down my nostrils. She is mine! Mine! What the fuck am I saying? She can have him and his vanilla dick. I don't care who she's with. All that matters is the mass grave. I limp back to my corner and sit down. Imagining all the sinister ways I am going to torture every one of those cunts. The throbbing pain is still present, but it eases somewhat. I was still too weak to use my magic, and these enchanted chains didn't help. When I get out of here oh the fun I'll have, I chuckled darkly.

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Chapter 9: I Love Lian.

[Meka]

I ran straight to the packhouse, and climbed up the flower vines on the pergola at the side of the house, that led to my bedroom window. Gently I shut my window and slip off my sneakers, sweatpants, and hoodie. Then quickly rush to the bathroom and wash the vial clean before trashing it. My heart was pounding in my chest out of fear of being caught as I took deep breaths.

Calm down. Calm down. I flipped back my covers and crawled into bed, thinking about the past few days. Every time I close my eyes, I saw him. His eyes were swollen over and bloodied drooled. My stomach churns at the grotesque sight of him. His body was covered in blood, purple bruises; wounds raw, infected and open. And it was all my fault. I assumed a few drops of my blood would ease some of his pain. I didn't expect the dark hungry growl that vibrated my eardrum and made my heart still. For a man that was beaten to an inch of his life every day, I'm amazed he still wields that much power from a few drops of blood.

All these foreign emotions cramped in my chest and I've no idea how to explain them. Or even how to express them. My whole life, I've thought hybrids are abominations and sinners. Vampires are monsters. Humans are dangerous. I thought I knew my place in the world. I thought I knew what I wanted. I thought I knew my purpose. I thought I knew who I wanted. I thought I knew what love is. But what is love? What is the right thing? What do I want? Am I just existing in this cruel harsh world?

People always say life is what you made it. Some are born for greatness, while others are born to aid others in their path to greatness.  Lian is my mate and alpha. I did everything they told me, but the universe still manages to find a way to screw me over.

I scream into my pillow out of frustration. I hate this.  I hate that I want him.  I hate that it hurts. And most of all I hate how much I wish I could be in arms. He's a monster. A freak. An evil sadistic man. Then why do I feel this way? A week ago my life was planned, perfect and complete. Now. Now I'm afraid I want the very thing I shouldn't. He's like a drug and I'm somehow hooked. I think I may have feelings for the dark prince. Prince Olen. Even his name is perfect. When he said I was trying to convince myself he wasn't wrong. I thought if I said it out loud that I'll believe it. I loved Lian. Wait no I love Lian not loved. I love Lian and he loves me. He would never cheat on me. Did I really believe that? Yes. No. Maybe. I groan and buried my face into my pillow. Can this get any worse?

I gasp awake covered in sweat with my chest heaving from my bad bad dream of him. I can feel my nipples poking out from my tank top and panties soaked. At least it wasn't the dream of him with a hole in his chest. I cry out annoyed and sexually frustrated. Why can't I get him out of my head? The way his fingers felt or his warm breath on my neck. His rip body pressed against mine. I moan softly feeling my wet core throb with desire. My hands travel slowly down my body... This isn't me, what am I doing? I yank my hands from my aching core. I don't touch myself. This is wrong. My very first orgasm was by the hand of the man imprisoned in our dungeon and not my mate. I huff out, drag my feet to the bathroom, and took a cold shower.

Today is a new day Meka and Lian is your mate. Lian is my mate. My mate. I loved-love him! Yea, I love him. That's why you forgot about your morning run. My subconscious reminds me. It was not intentional. I fell asleep after my slight mental breakdown last night and forgot to set my alarm. But today I'll make it right. I'll smile and act like everything is perfect even if it's not. I need to forget about Ole- the dark prince. Lian is the only man for me. The only wolf and mate for me.

My wolf didn't agree with that statement at all. But when do I ever listen to her? The questions in my head may seem complicated but the answers are simple. Lian. I love Lian, and that's all that matters.  I grab a twist front drop shoulder baby blue sweater and black skinny jeans. I got dressed and when to the kitchen with a new determination. I put on my best smile and made sure I look perfect.

"Theirs my girl," Lian kiss my lips softly, catching me off guard as I enter the kitchen.

My cheeks warm at his open display of affection. My mom was making that awe face, while my sister had a bitter scowl on her face. Deep down I knew the only reason Lian chose me was because I'm the first birth, which means I'm stronger. And all alpha's want a strong pup.

I didn't feel the same spark I once felt. And that made me angry. I wanted to pull my hair out and scream at the universe to stop messing with me. I did nothing wrong. I followed all the rules. I behave the way I'm supposed to. Do as I'm told. Now, it's like I'm being punished. 

I wish I could go back to believing that everything we stand for is righteous and just. But it's not okay. Why can't we just accept them for being different? I'm not innocent in this, I thought what we were doing was for the good of the world. Now? Now I don't know. If this was someone else. Would I feel this way? I was terrified of the feeling I felt for a stranger I just met, or help captured. While another part of me wanted to melt into his arms and feel him pressed up against me-

"Hey, earth to Meka?" Lian waves his hand in front of my face.

"Yeah uh, what? Sorry was just thinking, " I smile sheepishly.

"About our mating ceremony?" He whispers low in my ears, snaking his arms around my waist and pulling me into his solid tone body.

Not as tone as the prince though, my wolf taunted. I roll my eyes at her. She wasn't wrong. A few days ago, that simple gesture would've made my heart leap in my chest with goosebumps everywhere. Now I felt nothing but regret and guilt.

I gave him the sweetest smile I could muster up." Wouldn't you like to know?"

"I can't wait too, " he flirts. "I get to make you mine, finally."

I should be overjoyed to hear him say those words, instead, I saw his face. His lips were on me. His hands were on me, and it makes me sick that I was craving him while in the arms of another man. What is wrong with me? Lian is going to be my mate. Get your shit together Meka. You're the next Luna.

I spin around, wrap my arms around his neck, staring into his gorgeous earthy brown eyes. "And you'll be mine."

"What happened to you this morning? You didn't show up for our run?"

"I overslept." He raised a brow at me incredulously. I quickly added," I read till three in the morning and forgot to set my alarm," trying to sound convincing.

It wasn't a complete lie. I did forget to set my alarm.

He nods suspiciously, " Ok." Ok?

He leans in and places a soft kiss on my lips when my father came in. "Alpha your father would like to see you."

"I'll see you later tonight?"

"Yes, " I shake my head.

"My baby's going to be mated in a week, " my mother gushed. "But whatever is going on with you better be sorted by then."

"What do you mean?" I ask knowing what she meant.

"You haven't been yourself. Missing your morning runs. Which you love and never miss. Waking late, forgetting to straighten your hair, and not paying attention to the way you dress for dinner. It's like you're trying to push him away." What? I raised a brow at her. Mother of the year say what now? " Honey if want to keep your mate you need to take care of yourself better. I don't know what's going on but whatever it is fix it. Today."

My mother never ceases to amaze me. "Yes, mother," I smile and wish I had some apple juice.

"Finish your breakfast and go grab a few things for the bonfire. I already cleared it with your father."

It was our annual bonfire celebration. I assume they'd cancel it. Due to our little situation. "We're still doing that?"

"The alpha doesn't want to draw any suspicion to us." In other words, we're going to pretend as if nothing happened.

I had the window down, blasting music, and cruising down the road. One hand on the steering wheel singing along to the screaming vocals of my favourite rock band. Lian doesn't like rock music. So we always listen to his music, which I pretend to like because my mom told me to. I turn down Arch Lane and from a distance, I can see someone standing in the middle of the road. A girl dressed in all black stood there with her arms folded. I slow down and honk my horn, but she didn't move.

I stopped and stuck my head out the window annoyed. " The pedestrian cross is back there?" Wait did she roll her eyes at me-

I yelp awake when someone splashes my face with water. " I can't swim," I choke.

What the cheese fudge? I was handcuffed to a chair. My senses sharpened with adrenaline pumping through my veins, and my chest heaved in horror. Cool air whispered through the cheap motel ventilation system. It smells like cigarette smoke and bleach. The silver burns into my wrist, as I try to break free. That's going to bruise. The last thing I remember was her rolling her eyes and then flicking her wrist. Did she knock me out? I sniff the air but all I could smell was bleach and cigarettes clinging to the wall. She masked her scent, how original.

"Do you know what this is?" The girl asks.

She looked familiar but I couldn't tell because my eyes had water in them. I blink a few times before zeroing in on the thing she was holding. She had a silver bullet in between her thumb and index finger. My heartbeat accelerated with icy chills rolling down my spine.

"A keyring?"

She backhands me, turning my face from the impact. I think she broke my jaw. I yelp and groan, "Not a key ring."

"Don't play dumb," she hissed annoyed.

"Who's playing?"

"Unless you want a bullet in the head, you're going to tell me what I need to know."

"I don't want a bullet in my head," I mutter.

"You think this is a game," she snaps.

"No." I shake my head frantically. "Please."

She growls deadly and my eyes widen. She's a werewolf, but how did she mask her scent? Why did she mask her scent? " How about I put a bullet in you every time you annoyed me."

"You're going to need a lot of bullets," I blurted before I could stop myself. Fruit cake. What is wrong with me these days?

She pulls out the gun from her waist and shot me in the leg. I screamed out, " FUDGE!! FUDGE!! FUDGE!! Mother lovin' Fucupcakes!"

Tears fell from my eyes like a busted dam with my bottom lip quivering. The silver bullet was burning a hole in me at least it's not laced with aconite. But it still hurt like spraining your pinkie toe. My wolf howls out in pain, retreating into the back of my mind.

"Fucupcakes? Really?" She raised a brow at me.

"You shot me in the leg!" I squeal exasperatedly followed by a whimper.

"Yes, and I'll shoot you in the other one next if you keep on annoying me."

"Annoying you?" I scoff in disbelief. "You SHOT.ME.IN.THE. LEGG!!!" I shouted at her like she was crazy, which I'm convinced she is. She aims her gun at me, "Alright! alright!" I cried out with my eyes wide in panic.

While the bullet hole was oozing blood, dripping down my leg. I couldn't feel my leg or my wolf.

"Where's the prince?"

"In his palace." She aims her gun at me again. " Not in his palace," I blurted out right after.

"Don't play with me," she gritted, "I know your slimy twisted pack has him. I know you do!"

"W-why wo-would we have the prince?"I stutter.

A shrieking scream rip from my throat when she stabs me in the other leg with a silver blade knife. Why does she have so many silver torture tools?!

"Because you're a bunch of purist sideshow freaks who want to rid the world of anything you don't understand! Being different or hybrid doesn't make you an outcast. We aren't some kind of monstrosity that you people make us out to be! "

My eyes widen, "Us-us?"

She arched a brow at me like I should know this, and that was like she just didn't legit stab me in the leg.

She flicks her wrist and knocks me out and growls like a wolf. "You're a witch and werewolf?"

"Close," she shrugged and yanks the knife out.

"Mother lovin' fudgesicle!" I growl out and glare murderously at her. She didn't even bat an eye at me. It took me a second to comprehend what she just said through the pain in my leg. She touched the silver bullet which means." Yoo-you're a-a-a Ly-can," I gasp in horror, blinking the tears that escape my eyes away.

She flashes me her fangs and I pale. Lycans are rare and powerful creatures. They're barely a handful of them left in the world. No one messes with Lycans unless you have some kind of death wish. Lycans was known as the first creation of the moon Goddess. To see one is an honour. They were considered royals in the eyes of werewolves everywhere. Wait a fruit cake minute. My eyes widen with realization. She was the girl at the ball. She was talking to the prince!!!!

"Now that, that's out of the way. You know what I'm capable of, so I'll ask you once more. Where is the prince?"

If I lie to a lycan hybrid I die. I betray my pack I die. If I tell her I still die. Any way I die. Even if my pack are a bunch of bigotry, they are my pack and family. My neurotic heart was freaking out knowing what I said next would kill me. " Like we told the royal guards that came looking, we haven't seen him."

Yea, a few days ago the Royal guards came searching. Fortunately for us, they didn't know about the marked cell.

"Don't lie to me!" she growls and grabs my hair. I wince and yelp from the pain in my head and leg. I'm going to bleed to death if she doesn't remove this mother lovin' bullet out of my leg. " I know he's here!"

She glares at me murderously with a snarl on her lips, " Your pack's a bunch of traditionalists fool known to execute any hybrids that cross your land!" Her grip tightens like she's going to rip my hair from my skull.

"We aren't the only ones!" I whimpered. "Please!"

She growls and releases my head, leaving a throbbing pain. I was starting to feel light-headed, losing too much blood.

"You want to live? Tell me the truth."

"Please. I don't know-" I scream out, faced screwed in a grimace, skin pale and clammy. She stabs me in the leg again and twists the blade harshly. "PLEASE!!!!" The silver blade burns like hot lava. I cried loudly with my chest heaving violently.

"Don't lie to me!" She growls deadly.

"IF WE DID, do you think the King or Queens WOULD ALLOW US TO LIVE?!!" My voice was a blubbering mess as I screamed out.

"Where have you been?" She yanks the knife out of my leg nonchalantly. I scream and cried louder. Bitch cow stupid hybrid freak in cute heels!! "The Purists are revolting. That's why the King and Queens can't wave war based on suspicion without proof," she scoffs bitterly.

"Please!!" I quiver, "I don't know anything."

"Hmm," she wipes my blood off the knife on the bedsheet and snatched her leather jacket off the bed.

"Where are you going? You can't leave me here!"

"Watch me," she opens the door.

"Please! I'll die!"

"That sounds like a you problem."

she was about to walk out the door when I blurted out desperately. " Wait!"  She pauses in the doorway with her back to me. "Maybe we can work something out?"

She closes the door and crosses her arms, " You've ten seconds."

"Remove the bullet first," I bargain. She rolls her eyes and turns to leave. "WAIT!" I knew this time she wouldn't. She walks out the door and shuts it. I began panicking knowing what I'm about to do will definitely get me killed. One way or the other I'm going to die. My decision-making skills resemble a deer caught in headlights. "I know where he is!" I shouted out knowing with her extremely heighten lycan hearing she'd be able to hear me.

My vision blurs with dark spots everywhere. I felt lightheaded as the room began spinning. The sound in the background faded away, as I felt myself drifting into the darkness. Great. I'm dead.

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Chapter 10: Something’s Wrong.

I groan, feeling nauseated as I struggle to push myself up from the bed. My head spinning but the pain in my leg was bearable. I blink a few times adjusting my blurry vision. Hoping this was all a bad dream. Sadly, the door opens and in walks the Lycan killer Barbie from hell with a black shopping bag in her hand. She when shopping? Bitch.

"Great your up," she sits the bag down. My leg! I flip the cover off me and gasp. "Please I've seen better." I wanted to glare at her but decided against it. She had removed my jeans and bandaged up my legs. I can feel my wolf healing us slowly. "Now tell me where he is or I'm going to start cutting your fingers off."

"Aren't you a charmer?" I murmur under my breath. I grimace from the slight pain in my leg as I sat up. The knife wounds heal quicker than the stupid bullet hole. She aims the gun at me, and I squeal in horror holding my hands out in front of me. "I take it back OK! Please."

"Where is he?" She removed the gun safety.

"Please I-" I squeal in horror, shielding my head with my arms. My ears ringing from the gunshot that miss the top of my head by an inch. This bitch is crazy!! I never remember Barbie ever being this violent. I whimper curled up in a fetal position, trembling in fear like a pup.

"I'm done playing this game with you. Tell me where he is now! OR the next bullet goes between your eyes!"

"How do you know he didn't just leave?" I quiver watching her with fear in my eyes.

"Every time someone shoves their hand in his chest the queen feels it. Every time he's beaten to a point he can't breathe or move. The queen feels it. How do you think her beloveds are taking that huh? Watching her in pain? Crying and screaming? How do you think his sisters or family is handling it?"

The alpha obviously didn't know about the queen's connection to her son. He assumed everyone would think he just left. But How would she know any of that unless? " Who-who are you?"

"Does it matter?" She snaps, tears pooling in her eyes.

"They don't know you're here?" The look on her face said it all. "How did you know?"

"I didn't. I had a hunch." She laughs darkly, " It's probably too late now."

A growl rumbled in my throat. My wolf didn't like that. She was a bit taken back for a second but quickly recovered. "He's alive, isn't he?" Her eyes are glossy with so many raw emotions.

She was beautiful not your werewolf beautiful but your lycan immortal beautiful. Enchanting bottle green doe eyes, soft smooth light brown skin. Her wavey brown hair frames her face all the way down to her waist. She had a soft delicate face, but her eyes held raw power. She was hands down the most fashionable kidnapper I ever met. In some badass heels.

Was she his girlfriend? My chest clench and my wolf growls in my head at the thought of her with him. I nod yes. Relief washed over her face. She pulls out her phone. Wait what? Ah, fruit cake!

"Wait wh-what are you doing?" I panic. "What are you doing?"

"Back up," she deadpans.

"Before anyone gets here, he'd be dead. The alpha isn't stupid. He knows the risk!"

Her gaze snaps to me when someone answer and she said, " Call you back," and hang up. I exhale in relief. "Start talking."

" You can wipe the entire pack out, but do you think he'd care? As long as he's the one that kills the vampire prince?"

She pauses thinking over my words. " And if we don't do anything? He kills him anyway."

" What if there is a way?"

"You'd betray your pack?"

"Spare my pack and family and I'll help you. This has nothing to do with them."

She pulls out a pair of black jeans identical to mine from her bag and tosses it at me. " I'll see what I can do."

I watch her step out of the room, straining my ears, but I couldn't hear anything. Witch. I struggled into the jeans and pulled them up slowly. There was no way I can escape her. The only way out is the front door or windows located near the front door. Mind-Link! But what do I say? Hey, help me! I'm kidnapped by a hybrid freak who I'm helping to break out the dark prince locked in our cell?

She walks in, startling me a little. " She's here."

"Save my son and I'll see what I can do with that pack," the voice hisses, 'pack.' Son? I gasp, the queen. My eyes pop out of my skull. "But if he dies, everyone in that pack will pay dearly," she threatens and hangs up.

She shoves the phone into the pocket of her leather jacket. "Well?"

I still was in shock. "Tonight there is a bonfire. You should be able to sneak in under the radar. Just do your witchy trick scent thing." She rolls her eyes at my poor description. "Every night at exactly 1:15 am the guards change their shift. Meet me at the small brick house."

"And don't cock-up or I'll kill you myself," she warns in a deadly calm tone that sends a shiver down my spine. I can feel the power radiating off her.

cock-up? I gulp and limp to my car, trying to calm my frantic heart and frail nerves. I drove to the store, buying everything on mom's list. By the time I got home the adrenalin rush had abated leaving me feeling dizzy and exhausted. I collapse on my bed and fell into a deep sleep, letting my wolf heal us.

When I woke up it was almost noon. I'd been sleeping for nearly nine hours. I heard getting shot by silver takes longer to heal. If she had an aconite bullet I would be in deep shit. Thankfully, my legs healed.

I tug my boyfriend's jeans on and an off-shoulder knitted baby blue crop sweater. My cocoa brown hair was straight and my make-up was done to perfection. Just act normal. Be your normal self. I told myself and grab my phone. I took one last look in the mirror before leaving.

I can do this. I can do this. Just act normal. Yea normal! No matter what I told myself I knew I was terrified of the outcome. I step out of the packhouse to be greeted by the chilly November wind, and the sound of pups running around playing. Everyone laughing and chatting with no care in the world. The red-orange flames rise against the starry sky with that crackling sound. The woody fragrance of smoke burning blankets the cool air. I didn't miss the few strange looks I got. Something was off and that only adds to my panic. I was seconds away from losing my shit.

"Meka?" Lian's voice startled me from behind. "Your mom told me you weren't feeling well." His voice had a dark edge to it with a hint of irritation.

I gulp. "Hey," I smile the best fake smile I can muster and spun around to face him. He had a blank expressionless look on his face. The kind of look that made my knees tremble. I can't do this! "I umm was just tired."

"From reading?" His voice sounded more accusing than asking. I nod yes with a smile. "The past few days you weren't yourself. Hardly ate anything, and kept avoiding me... And today you overslept." Guess who's spending too much time with my mom?

Damn, his observation. Fudge. Think! think! " I'm kinda... A little shaken from the other day."

He studied my face and I prayed he doesn't see through my feeble facade. He cups my face and brushes my cheek with his thumb, " You know you belong to me, right?" I nod yes, " And you know I'll kill anyone who tries to take you from me right?" I tentatively nod yes. Where is this going? I gulp. " I know that must be a lot for you to take in."

"It-it was," I try to smile at him but the vibe I was getting, made my stomach churn and wolf restless. Something wasn't right.

"I'm sorry you had to see that," he sounds genuine. " But," his grip tighten on my face with a glimpse of something dark twinkling in his eyes. " Why do I have a feeling something happened at the ball?"

My heart stopped. "What do you mean?" I ask trying to sound normal and not like I'm about to pee myself.

"I mean, ever since that day you've changed."

" I told you-"

"Don't lie to me," he gritted, cutting me off. His grip was starting to hurt.

"You're hurting me." I try to pull away but that only made him madder.

"What happened at the ball?"

"Nothing. I got him outside and dad shot him," I whimper in fear.

He releases my face and sighs, " I didn't mean to hurt you. I love you so fuckin' much." He hugs me burying his head in the crook of my neck.

"I love you too," I nearly choked on my own words and hug him.

"Good. Because that's why I moved up our mating ceremony," he murmurs against my neck, brushing his nose up and down the side of my neck.

"What?" My eyes widen in shock.

" We mate tonight, and... I have a surprise for you."

My jaw literally drops open, "I-We-"

" Shhh, I promise you'll love it," he smirks with a wicked glint in his eyes. " We'll be together forever. And no one will ever stand in our way again."

Who's standing in our way NOW!!!! Why do I have a feeling he knows something he's not saying? "But I-I- don't think I'm ready."

"Ready?" He pursed his lips in annoyance. " We were waiting for you to turn eighteen. Now you're telling me you're not ready? You should be grateful I didn't take you on your birthday."

"And I'm grateful, but it's a big step and I'm just scared," I whisper trying to convince him. " I've never been, umm." I look away with my cheeks warm.

"I know. But I promise you, you have nothing to worry about." He raised my chin with his index finger. " I'm done waiting Meka. Tonight, you become mine," he declared determinedly, "And mine alone," growling possessively.

Just then my mom shows up with a smile. Lian released me, " I'll see you soon," and kissed my forehead leaving me with her.

I raised a brow suspiciously at her. "Come on sweetie let's get you ready." She grabs my arm pulling me behind her excitingly.

"Mom I can't-"

"Hush now," she interrupts my plead for the fourth time and sits me down on my bed. "The alpha wants to complete the mating ceremony and you should be happy. You're going to be Luna." She opens a garment bag revealing a white sheer lace floor-length dress with three-quarter sleeves.

"But I'm not ready. I-"

"You will be. He's your mate, you're simply scared," she interrupts me again.

"Mom I can't mate-"

A stinging slap rang through the room. I look at my mother in disbelief with tears in my eyes, holding my throbbing cheek. " You will mate with the alpha tonight and that is final! Don't embarrass us. Malika has done enough of that. You will obey him, love him, and pleasure him as a mate should. Even if you don't feel anything now. You will after he marks you. Now get dressed," she orders. I was still gaping at the woman who gave birth to me in disbelief. She sighs theatrically, " Meka sweetie I know this is unexpected." You think!!!!??? " The alpha thinks it would be for the best if you two complete the mating ceremony today."

"The best?" A single tear of betrayal rolls down my cheek.

"He decided it this morning and wanted to surprise you." She said excitedly and wipes my tear away. " Please get dressed. I'll be back to check on you in a little bit." I watched her leave and sat there staring at the door flabbergasted when my phone buzzed.

I pull it out and saw a number I didn't recognize.

567-868-7686:
*I hope for your sake you kept that mouth shut.

It took me a second to realize who it was and rolled my eyes.

Me:
* I don't even wanna know how you got my number.

567-868-7686:
*I got it from your phone when you were passed out.

Me:
*That's not creepy at all.

567-868-7686:
*I kidnapped you, shot you and stabbed you. Think we're past creepy, don't you?

Good point. Creepy and crazy.

567-868-7686:
*Don't make me regret not shooting you in the head wolf.

You snooze you lose.

567-868-7686:
*Don't think for a second, I would make that mistake twice if you betray us.

Me:
* Well you may not get that second chance.

567-868-7686:
*What do you mean? What's happening?

Me:
*I think Lian knows something.

567-868-7686:
* Who's Lian? Isn't the Alpha Kian?

Me:
*Lian is his son. We need to move quicker.

567-868-7686:
*This better don't be a trick.

Me:
*I think they're planning something. You need to sneak in and get him out now.

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Chapter 11: He knows.

I turn to the window when the door opens and in walks the Luna. " Going somewhere?"

"Uh just need some air." I open the window and smile forcibly at her.

"I know this is sudden but Lian cares for you. He will make a great mate and an even better alpha. Now let's get you dressed." She claps her hands with a grin.

The dress was all lace and see-through. The main parts of me cover but that was about it. I wasn't allowed any underwear and had to be barefoot. My hair down my back and light make-up. My mom and Luna escorted me downstairs, feeling like I was about to pass out. I couldn't breathe and felt claustrophobic. Lian was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. His eyes darken lustfully checking me out repetitively. My heart was beating frantically in my chest. He extends his hands for me to take.

Hesitantly I place my small hand in his big callous one. He pulls me gently into his chest with his hands resting on my hips." You look. Woah. You look sexy."

"You don't look so bad either."

Even though he was still in his tight black shirt and jeans from earlier. He was every girl's dream guy. He was toned, muscular, square strong jaw, a straight nose, high define cheekbones and an alpha.

"I have a surprised for you," he whispers in my ears. He places his hand on my lower back, leading me outside to the guardhouse.

"Why are we going there?" I ask gingerly.

"You'll see."

The guard opens the door for us, and not once did any males I pass looked at me. I gasp when I saw him on his knees with chains wrapped around his neck and hands.

My legs felt heavy like cement. Lian push me forward as I struggle to lift my feet, which felt like anchors are attached to them. His head was down and his body tensed at my present but didn't look up. My father, alpha and Delta Steve were all standing there.

"What-what's going on?" I ask my father whose jaw was clenched tightly in disappointment and disgust.

Alpha Kian had a blank look on his face. Delta Steve had a hint of pity in his eyes.

My head snaps back to Lian. The look on his face said it all. My heart crashed. He knows. "Lian please," I cried and squeal when he grabs me by my hair.

I clutch his hand to ease the pain, but his grip only tightens. " You think I wouldn't find out you have been sneaking out to see him?"

"Please! I didn't do anything wrong," I beg.

"Look at her," Lian commands. Slowly he lifts his head with his jaw clenched and a cold glare; that could give a dead man chills. Fortunately, it wasn't directed at me. Lian smirks at him, " She's hot, isn't she? Did you enjoy gawking at what's mine? Did you fantasise about her? " He didn't answer. Lian tilts my head back and runs his lips down the side of my neck to the spot where he'd mark. I shivered in disgust and felt like I was going to puke. I could feel Olen's burning rage but was too scared to realize it. " Since she likes sneaking out so much, I decided that you should be the one to bear witness to our union."

"Lian please," I whimper and began thrashing around in his arms.

" You want me to watch you fuck her?" His tone was bored and cold.

" Don't worry I'd make sure you get a good view of her when she cums on my cock." He drags me over to the bed I didn't notice until he shoves me on it.

"Lian don't do this! Daddy please!!" I cried but he simply turned his back on me. Betrayal stings like a bitch. I never expect this. His own daughter.

Olen laughs darkly.

"What so funny?" Alpha Kian growls.

"The pup is about to show me his mate's tight cunt. While you're at it... why don't you let her suck me off too?"

Alpha Kian punched him in the stomach." You think you're a funny guy?"

"At least I'm not flashing my girl's pussy around. You really think she'll forgive him?"

"You don't know shit," Lian growls.

"I know she will never forget her first time," he said smugly. I knew what he meant and from the look on my father's face, he did too.

Lian growls and punched him in the face. He groans and spits blood out. "The last thing you'll ever see is her face," he snarls. "I'll be her first and only."

He glances at me sideways briefly and smirks at Lian, "They're worse ways to go."

My wolf could feel Olen's possessiveness and anger even though he exhibited no signs of any emotions. Why would he feel possessive of me? The next thing I know he head-butted Lian, breaking his nose. Lian cursed out as the Alpha and my father began kicking him on the floor. It took me a second to realize what he did. The door. I crawl off the bed and ran. Sadly, I didn't get very far, because as soon as I touched the knob; Lian grabs me by my hair and pulls me back roughly.

I squeal grabbing onto his hand. "Lian please don't do this," I beg.

"You think you'd get off that easy?" he growls darkly.

"Please Lian," I whimper in fear.

"You lie to me!"

"Please Lian I didn't do anything wrong. I was curious."

"Curious?" He laughs darkly, sending shivers down my spine and not the good kind." Curious about another male! That's not your mate!"

"Not like you're her's," Olen coughs out blood, holding his stomach.

Lian let out a growl so deadly it chilled my bones and stopped my heart. Is he trying to get himself killed?

"She's MINE!" he growls possessively. I pale at the sinister look in his eyes.

He drags me over to the bed by my hair, kicking and screaming. It felt like he was going to tear my hair from my skull, but he didn't care, none of them did. My father didn't even bat an eye at me. My pleas and cries fell on deaf ears as he began ripping the flimsy lace material off me. He roughly began kissing down my neck, biting and sucking harshly. Quite sure he left a few bite marks down my neck to my breast. He pins my hands above my head with his heavy body pressing me down.

He kisses and bites the swell of my breast; until he reaches my nipples and growls like a lustful dog in heat. His other hand groped my other breast harshly and squeezed. The pain shot through my body, feeling nothing but disgust for the very man I thought I loved. I cried louder and try to buck him off, but it was no use he's too strong. My wolf was going crazy in my head howling out, but she couldn't save me. Not from him.

Olen began laughing again. Lian tense and pause his assault on my body.

"That's how you show me she's yours? By raping your female? And you call me a bloody monster?" He laughs again dryly and coughs in between." I may be a sadistic cruel bloke but at least I don't need to rape a defenceless female to get what I want."

Lian eyes flash gold and then something flickers across his face too quickly for me to read. He moves his hand from my sore breast and gently brushes my tears away.

I shiver in disgust at his touch with my bottom lips quivering. "Li-Lian ple-please," I whimper.

His eyes soften for a second before he returns to his hard glare. "Shush," he strokes my face.

"Li-Lian-"

"Oh baby," he interrupts me, brushing his thumb over my bottom lips roughly," You can make this easier on yourself. I'm willing to forgive you if you ask nicely." Rapist psychopath mutt face say what now? "Ask Meka," he snaps.

"Ppp-Please forgive me," I quiver.

"Who?" He leans in and runs his nose up the side of my neck.

"Lian."

He growls threateningly, "Look at me when you ask Meka!"

I didn't realize my eyes were closed. I open them slowly and repeated, "Please forgive me, Lian."

"Of course I will baby," he places a soft gentle kiss on my lips.

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Chapter 12: The Court.

When he pulls back, he says, "But first you are going to do something for me to earn my forgiveness." Yes, I nod frantically. "Good girl," he coos. "I can make you feel good, my little mate, all you have to do is stop fighting me and give in. Will you let me?" NO, YOU BUTTERFACE RAPO SICKO! I hesitantly nod slowly. "Say it," he orders.

"Yes," I stammered.

He smirks triumphantly and kisses my lips softly. I swear I heard a low growl. Olen? He slackens his grip on my wrist and held his weight on his elbow off me. The whole time I was trying not to puke in my mouth.

He licks my bottom lips asking for entrance and I decline him. This made him mad. He tried again and I decline him, again. A low, annoyed growl rumbled in his chest before he squeezes my ass. I gasp and he took that as the opportunity to shove his dirty tongue in my mouth. His hand slowly moves down my body to my core. When he reaches my soft flesh, my body tense and he paused. "I promise I'll be gentle with you." He uses his knees and spread my legs apart before nestling between my trembling thighs.

"Please Lian, I don't wanna do this here," I whimper.

"Then you should've thought about that before sneaking out in the middle of the night like some slut," he gritted. "I expect more from you." He strokes over my tender folds. "Now don't make things difficult." Is this A-hole serious? I wanted to glare at him but was too afraid to. "I'm trying to be nice." You coulda fool me.

He strokes over my slit; I shiver and whimper. "Shush, you'll like it." He slowly began rubbing my clit in a circular motion with his thumb. He kisses down the side of my neck to my sweet spot and grazes his canines over it. I bite my back my scream, knowing it would only make him angrier.

"Fuck," Lian growls low under his breath. He slides a finger inside me while continuing to circle my clit. "So tight." I tense up from his finger entering me, feeling a slight stinging.

I felt sickened. This is the man I was groomed my entire life to be with. To mate and become his Luna. If he genuinely cares about me the way I care for him, he wouldn't be doing this. He wouldn't be forcing me into mating when I'm not ready. Especially in front of an audience. I knew male wolves are possessive and eager to complete the mating process. But would they forcibly do it? No, my wolf growls. No male should ever force a female into any sexual act they aren't comfortable with; especially a mate. He removed his finger and my heart rate spiked, beating frantically against my chest when I heard his zipper.

"Please, please no! Lian, please," I beg.

His grip tightens on my wrists. "I was going to be gentle, but seeing you can't play nice, I'm going to fuck you like one of my whores." Whores? I was so stupid to believe he would wait for me. I never saw him with another female, so I assume he was faithful and wouldn't lie. Olen was right.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm an alpha. I have needs." Gabriella. Somehow his unfaithfulness didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would. Deep down, I guess I always knew and didn't want to accept it. He smirks, "Don't worry after we mate, I will no longer need them."

"You're disgusting!"

"Watch your fucking mouth, Meka!" he snarls. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll never lie to me again!"

I scream louder when he began aligning himself at my entrance. He abruptly stopped, which surprised me, but when I look at his face I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. His face was steaming red with veins bulging out of his forehead and neck. You could see smoke shooting out from his ears and the top of his head. He was mad, big-time mad!

"What. Did. You. Say?" he hisses each word sinisterly.

Say? My eye nearly popped out of my skull when it dawned on me what I screamed. I scream his name. I scream Olen.

"Li-Li," I squeal when I felt a stinging slap across my face.

"Rape isn't enough? You have to hit her?" Olen gritted.

He was losing control and the Alpha, dad and Delta Steve knew it, from the way they stiffen. They had done horrible things to him, but not once had he lost control until now.

Lian grabs me by the hair and drags me off the bed as I cried."You want him!? You screamed his fucking name! I'll give you something to scream about you whore!" He shoves me into Olen.

My arms wrapped around me, clutching the ripped dress to my trembling, half-naked body. My father, alpha and the delta look furious with their lips curled in a snarl.

"I'm going to make sure every male in this pack, passes you around like the whore you are! And if you survive that, I'm going to make sure their wolves have a turn," he hisses bitterly. I found myself sinking more into Olen unintentionally. That little movement only made Lian more hostile, if that was possible. "And you are. Going. To. Watch them fuck her and break her. And no matter how much she screams for you. You. aren't. Going. To. Do. Anything," he taunts.

I could feel the heat coming off Olen on my back. This is bad. His jaw clenched, nostril flared, and eyes narrow at Lian murderously. Even the alpha looked uneasy.

His lips curled in a menacing smirk, "The only thing I'm going to watch is me... peeling your skin off. Layer. By. Layer. And the only person who will be screaming is... you," he said in a sickly sweet calm tone that made the Alpha, my father, and Delta Steve cringed. If I wasn't wailing like a three-year-old I would too. The dark prince had a reputation, and it preceded him well. Lian's eyes widen in fear for a fleeting moment. "No. One. Is. Ever. Going. To. Touch. Her."

That shocked and puzzled me and everyone else. Why would he say that?

"Seems like he got over his fear of being touched," Delta Steve pointed out with his eyes focused on my back pressed into his torso.

No one paid attention to that minor detail until now. The Alpha seems to be pondering that same question. My father seems to know the answer. It took Lian a second to process the situation. His eyes widen with realisation, and his jaw clenched so tight I'm shocked he didn't crack a molar. That made Lian mad, like nerve vessels popping mad.

He growls and moves to grab me when we heard a loud boom and something sharp piercing my neck. I scream, feeling Olen's fangs plunge deeper into my neck. Growls, snarls, and gunshots broke out. I could smell blood and smoke, then I hear the Alpha barking orders over the ringing in my ears. Black spots fill the edge of my blurring vision, the background noise fading and everything around me moves in slow motion. The pain in my neck was numb, breathing shallow, and I could barely hear the thumping of my heart. Olen continued to drink my blood like there was no tomorrow. I never thought this would be how I die. The black spots spread throughout my vision and the last thing I remember was Olen removing his fangs from my neck with jaw clenched, a hint of panic in his eyes and a Lycan at his back.

I felt my body moving as my subconscious floated in an empty dark void. Am I dead? I can hear faint voices and explosions in the distance and feel the wind against my skin. The voices seem to be arguing and moving fast, like inhuman fast.

"Why did you bring her?" A female voice asks. "You know the manky bastard going to come for her."

"I'm counting on it." A deep masculine voice answers. For some reason I like his voice, it was soothing. "Why in the bloody hell did you go there alone?" The deep voice sounds angry.

"It was sleeping beauty's idea. She had a good point. And... I didn't expect metrotumnite bullets or high-grade military equipment, obviously. Thought they were a bunch of unevolved tree sniffer muppets. "

"They are one of the largest packs in the USA for a reason. You didn't think for a second they'll be prepared for an attack?"

"I wasn't planning on going to war. It was just supposed to be a breakout. Until shit hits the fan. And from the looks of her, shit hit the fan long before I showed up. Who knew the dippy bastards were so high-tech."

"There is a reason our parents are trying to make peace with the cunts? War would mean millions dead and exposure to the human world. You underestimated your enemy and put yourself in harm's way."

"If the royal guard showed up gun-blazing and fangs out, what'd you think the alpha mutt would have done?"

"My life is not worth getting your arse captured and killed by those fools," he snaps

"You are our future king!" she shot back. "And my blood, so forgive me for trying to save you!" Her voice ends with a crack.

He exhales. "Not the best time to discuss this."

Their voices faded away, and I was once again left floating in the abyss.

"Time to wake up," I hear someone shaking me awake. "Come now." I groan at the voice, prying my eyes open with a throbbing headache. I felt like a truck hit me. "Drink this."

I blink a few times, adjusting my eyes to the surrounding darkness. We were in some kind of cell. "Where am I?"

"I don't have time for your questions, just drink this." It's killer Barbie with a scowl on her face.

She shoves a plastic cup in my hand with some nasty-smelling liquid. "Sorry, but I take my poison with cream." My voice was gravelly.

"Now you got jokes. Drink it or I'll force it down your throat."

"You could say please," I mumbled under my breath and took a sip. What in the flying bananas monkey's uncle? I grimace and cringed. "Just how I like it, extra death. Blaa."

"Good, I'm glad you like it."

"What is it?" I gag but swallowed it down. I think I swallowed a finger. Oh, goddess saves me.

"It will help you regain your strength faster." My strength? Oh right. My eyes widen when everything that happens bursts into my head. "Relax. He's not going to kill you. Yet." My eyes grew two sides wider at her statement. "I don't know why," she mumbles to herself.

"Wh-what happened?" I stutter.

"I underestimate you a lot. You couldn't have warned me about the Ak97 and machine guns."

"I'm sor-sorry I didn't know."

"Sure." She rolls her eyes and pushes open the cell door. "We need to go."

I finish the finger-death poison and push myself up. My legs wobbled a little at first, and only then did I notice I was wearing a shirt that almost reaches my knees and sweats pants two sizes too big. I look up at her. "Don't look at me. It was that or that horrid last season rag you had on with your tits falling out." My eyes widen and my cheeks burn cherry red. He saw my tits. "It's just tits, not like he saw your twat. Get over it and let's go."

I was too mortified to say anything, so I quickly followed. We were in a white corridor line with silver doors like mine. "Where are we?"

"The palace."

"Wh-why?" I ask, jogging a little to keep up with her long legs. Tall people have all the advantages.

"For the trail."

"Trail?"

"Yes, your pack's trial. You didn't think this would go unpunished, did you?"

"No," I whisper to myself.

When I saw my pack mates outside on the lawn, I gasp in shock. They look like they have been through hell and back, injured, covered in blood, and terrified. The sun was scorching and air dry with the heavily armed Royal guards surrounding them.

"Put her with the other," Killer Barbie told a guard.

"Yes, princess."

"Move," he growls.

Who pissed in your pancake? I stood in the midst of my broken pack, speechless. What did I do? A trumpet sounds, announcing the King and queens. They stood there tall with spines straight and heads held high, radiating power and dominance that made your knees shake. Their eyes are filled with sheer rage and a blazing fire that chills you to the bones. It seems like they were restraining themselves from slaughtering us all in the backyard over the magnolia. The temperature drops unnaturally, and the air cracked with a terrifying feeling that made it hard to swallow with beads of sweat trickling down my brows. They were no way we were leaving here unscathed. Then came the court, and everyone paled with a horrified gasp. The looks on their faces were nothing but disgust and hatred. The Vampire Court is the cruellest court in the world. The only thing the court fears is the king.

King Onyx had no trace of emotions on his face as he speaks," The only reason you're alive is thanks to my Queen. If wasn't for her, none of you would be breathing. Today the court will decide your faith. Be grateful it's not me." His voice held so much power that we all flinched and cowered under his intense gaze.

They were to determine our fate. We're so screwed. My wolf and I froze in fear, like everyone else here. Adrenaline pumping through my body so fast that it made me nauseous. He was the Tribrid King, and even though he wasn't as cruel as his father, he was a male you don't want to cross. His father was powerful, but he was stronger. We're going to die.

A tall man with blond hair steps forward in a red robe. "You have all been charged with treason against the royal family. Kidnapping and torturing the future Vampire King. Lying to the Royal guards. Slaughtering hybrids, their mates and family. Do any of you deny this?!"

"Choose your words wisely," another vampire said coldly with a man bun.

"They were criminals," a few mumbled.

"And what were their crimes?" The king snaps.

No one answered. We all looked down, knowing the allegations were all true. No one dared speak up in fear of the King's wrath. He was barely holding himself back.

"The court has determined your faith. Your crimes are punishable by death," the blonde announced, and everyone panicked and cried. I paled, knowing this is all my fault. We're all going to be executed because of me.

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Chapter 13: Me.

"Silence!" A booming voice rang across the lawn.

In walks King Valentine and his beloveds. Fear flickers across the face of every wolf in here under the furious gaze of the lycan King. The cries turn into low sobbing and sniffling. My wolf ears are flat and my hind legs stiffen as she whimpers in the back of my mind in fear.

"What are you doing here?" King Onyx ask him annoyed.

"Their punishment is fitting but to wipe out an entire pack base on the actions of the alpha is a little unfair. Don't you think?"

"Did you see what they did to my son?" Queen Aurelia hiss at him with her baby pink eyes glowing.

We all gasp in horror and flinch. The cries increase and fear thickens.

"Please my King help us." a few people cry out.

King Valentine has always been fair. We may not approve of his beloveds and pups, but we had nothing against him. Our wolves recognize him as our Alpha King.

"As I said, their punishment is fitting. But don't they deserve a second chance? To redeem themselves? What they did is unforgivable, but what would that make us?

"The purist already thinks we're monsters," Queen Blue scoffs.

"Maybe we should show them how much of a monster we are," his deep powerful husky voice made me snap my head up instantly with wide eyes.

He wore a simple black shirt that hugs him, exhibiting his well-built body and six-pack. Blue denim jeans hanging low, showing off his muscular tone legs. His creamy skin was healed and looked flawless. His ears no longer had that pointy tip but healed nonetheless. As for his silky mahogany brown hair, it was starting to regrow. He strolls out of the palace and I couldn't help watching as his muscled rippled against his shirt. He was tall with an arrogant strut and a sinister look on his face that made me shiver. And I wasn't the only one. As his eyes drift through my pack, each and every person cower under his piercing wicked gaze. His face was wiped clean of any emotions.

When his gaze landed on me I shiver.  I was lost in his beautiful enchanting sparkling azure blue eyes. They were like seriously blue and ice cold that sends shivers down my spine. They held no warmth, no loved, no emotions. It was like staring into a beautiful enthralling frozen deep blue sea bursting with a hunger that I probably should be terrified of. Not even the darkest of sapphire couldn't hold a light to his unique azure orbs.

He was terrifying and looked sexy at it. His lips twitch at the corner, knowing he caught me checking him out. I quickly averted my gaze with my cheeks warm. What is wrong with me? My wolf was wagging her tail, like some eager pup at the sight of him. Strange. Following behind him was killer Barbie in some killer red over-the-knee pumps boots with a diamond flower on the sides and two other girls. Nice shoes.

The girls with her had that very murderous glares as killer Barbie. The one to the left had long straight mahogany brown-purple ombre hair with sepia-brown eyes and light tan glowing skin. She wore a tie collar polka dot black dress and white heels with a small frown on her lips. You could almost miss it.

The one with the shoulder-length mahogany brown-pink ombre hair had identical sepia-brown eyes and tan skin. However, she looks nothing like the other girl. She had on a mock-neck cut front top tucked into her skin-tight black leather pants and some black combat boots. She looked fierce and her black lipsticks and smoky eyeshadow only made her look scarier. Scarier than killer Barbie.

But one thing they all had in common was the way they carry themselves, with grace and authority. They were beautiful and deadly. They were the princesses of the Royal Malik Vampire clan. I should have figured out killer barbie was a princess, how many lycan-witch hybrids are running around trying to save the dark prince?

"We would be no better than them. Killing them doesn't sound like a punishment to me. Sound more like an obvious way out," King Valentines says calmly. " Don't get me wrong. I would be more than happy to rip their throats out for this reprehensible behaviour, but as rulers aren't we supposed to be the logical ones here?"

"They kidnap our prince and tortured him for days with the intent to kill. And You think we should spare them?" The blonde guy hisses in disgust. "What message will that send to the rest of the fanatics out there?" The court all nod agreeing to him.

"They will think the royal family is weak for sparing a pack of wild manky dogs. And who's stopping another pack," the guy with the man bun hiss, 'pack,' bitterly, "from attempting to hurt another member of the royal family."

"They should be made an example of," another member of the court hissed and the court all mumbled agreeing.

"The alpha is already dead, and so is the beta and half of the pack. Isn't that good enough?"

My father is dead? My heart stops and I felt like I couldn't breathe. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Olen's gaze flicker to me for a brief moment.

"No!" Queen Blue snaps at King Stephen who frowns. King Onyx's eyes shift to his beloved. "I want them to feel my beloved's pain and suffering." You could see it in her eyes how much she was hurting and this only annoyed King Onyx and Queen Aurelia. "I want them all to hurt."

"Any ideas?" Queen Ava asks, glaring at my pack.

"I may have one," Olen smirks with an evil glint in his eyes. I gulp.

Not a second later Lian was dragged in by a dark-skinned guy and azure blue eye guy. He was beaten black and blue. His head was shaved with blood dripping down his face, his eyes swollen, clothes torn and soaked in his blood. They shove him on his knees. A collective growl was heard in protest of seeing their alpha in this state. Wolves are protective of their alpha and luna no matter what. Olen smirks. Two other females and a male walk in. Judging by her azure blue eyes and mahogany hair, I guess she's probably Princess Luna with her beloveds. The triple tribrids together made everyone quake in fear.

"Now. If you want to live each and every one of you are going to take this," Olen has a silver knife in his hand, tossing it in the air and catching it, " and stab your alpha."

"No, we will not!" They roared.

A pack can feel their alpha or luna pain. It would drive our wolves crazy and force us to protect them. The stronger your rank the stronger the connection is to the Alpha and Luna of the pack.

"He's our alpha!" Others growls.

"Yea!!!"

The Royal Guard all got into a defensive position, trying to control the rowdy crowd. Lian had a faint smirk playing on his lips.

"Shut the bloody hell up," King Onyx bellowed eyes flashing dangerously. His monster's voice was dominant and the alpha in him made us submit. " I'm trying really hard not to murder you a lot. Kept this shit up and see what happens." Out of fear, everyone kept quiet.

"You want to live? This is the way," Olen announced nonchalantly tossing his knife like he was talking about the chilly weather we were having.

"How do we know you won't kill us after?" A guy asks.

"Yea?" A collective chore of people joins in.

"I can kill all of you right now and no one is going to stop me. Not even your king," he replied in a chillingly cold way. His expression darkens and his eyes shift to a blood-orange colour with specks of baby pink. Everyone is silent eyes wide in fear. He took that as his cue to continue. "What will it be?" He continues to toss the knife and catch it by the tip with a feral sinister look that could scare a corpse. I had goosebumps everywhere with the hair on the back of my neck raised.

A guy, step forward. I know him. He's a warrior. Lian growls at him but he didn't even look at him. His eyes were trained on the Dark Prince, who toss the knife at him. He caught it with his jaw clenched and walked up to the alpha. The dark skin guy and azure blue eyes guy pull him to his feet.

His eyes held nothing but regret as he stabs him. "Sorry alpha. But it's you or my mate." Lian growls at him menacingly. He passes the knife to the female behind him I assume is his mate.

She stabs him and mumbles, "Sorry alpha."

Lian growls threateningly at them but they all took a jab at him. This hurt the pack as much as it hurt the alpha. No one wanted to hurt him, but they knew the prince would kill us all. A handful of us remain and I coward behind them. I can feel Olen dark gaze on me every time someone stabs him. Could I really do this? Could I really hurt him? Even after he hurt me. I couldn't stop thinking about my father and what my family is going through right now. They aren't here and I wanted to believe they escaped. Please Moon Goddess. Please.

The Dark Prince was busy speaking to the three princesses from earlier with the dark skin guy and azure blue eye guy. From the way the dark skin guy was holding the two princesses, it was safe to say he was their beloved. I missed the opening of the ball so I didn't get a chance to see the happy-mated couple. The triplets with their beloveds were in a conversation with the court. None of them paid any mind to us.

The royal guards made sure everyone had their turn and kept the line moving. It was my turn as I hold the bloodied knife in my hand. Olen shifts his gaze to me briefly before returning to his conversation. I gingerly traipse over to him with my hands shaking and tears in my eyes.

He was on his knees, head lower, bleeding out in a pool of his blood. Two guards stood behind him with their arms folded and one of them shouts, startling me. " Hurry up!"

Lian lifts his head and the look on his face broke my heart. I love him, even though he did try to force himself on me, threaten to pass me around, and cheated on me. I spend my whole life with him. My life was for him. Now? Now I don't know. What he did is inexcusable and unforgivable, but I couldn't hate him.

"I love you," he said drawing my attention back to reality. I didn't even realize tears were running down my cheeks. "We were happy together. We were perfect together. You were going to be mine forever." His voice ended with a growl and I flinched. "Why did you have to ruin it?" What? I knitted my brows together. "Why did you have to go and fall for him?"

My heart leaps in my throat as I shake my head no. I didn't fall for anyone. "I didn't fall for him," I whisper but I knew he heard me so did Olen, judging by the way he tenses during his conversation.

"Don't lie to me me," he growls. "The funny thing is, that first day when he saw you in the cell, I knew I should have killed him. If I had, I wouldn't be here. Our pack wouldn't be here. Our families would've been alive." This caught the attention of King Valentine, Queen Aurelia and King Onyx.

His accusation made me angry but he was right. This was all my fault. I hug myself. "I-I am sorry."

"Sorry?"He snickers darkly as our pack all shot me dirty disgusted looks. " Your affection for that abomination is what got us here. You should be sorry and ashamed for letting that piece of shit touch you!"

My head snaps up to him with wide eyes. How did he know? I can vaguely hear the words, whore, slut, and traitor being whispered behind my back. King Onyx and King Valentine returned to their conversation with the court. That didn't seem to surprise them. Queen Aurelia, however, had a curious look on her face but turn away regardless. Killer Barbie eyes dart from me to Lian to Olen who didn't seem to care. She dismissed whatever she was thinking and focus on her conversation.

"You think I wouldn't find out? That you let him touch you like some whore."

I cringed and hung my head in shame.

"I did more than touch her," Olen said with his back towards us. "In fact," he slowly turns around with a smug smirk on his face, "if I wasn't rudely interpreted I would have done more than just letting her cum on my fingers." Those lewd comments got louder and I wanted to die. The princesses and the two guys looked amused by his comment. "I bet she'd feel so much better on my-"

Lian growls cutting him off, " You piece of shit!" The Royal guards behind him shoved him back down on his knees with a warning glare.

"It's not his fault he's so irresistible." The azure-blue eye guy winks at Lian. "It must be that hybrid dick she wanted."

I was mortified. A few of the royal guard's snicker. Killer Barbie smirks. The twins and their beloved looked entertained. The Kings, Queens, and court pay no mine to us.

This only made Lian angrier but then something flickered across his face too fast for me to read. "Tell me, prince," he spat, 'prince,' bitterly. The princesses and two guys glared at him. Olen looked bored. "Why is she not in cuffs?" he raised his arms showing his silver cuffs burning into his skin. "Why is she alive? She is the reason you got caught." This was news everyone expects for Olen. Even my pack didn't know.

"Is this true?" Ask King Onyx.

"And?" Olen asks Lian nonchalantly, answering his father's question.

"She is the reason for all your suffering. Yet she lives. Even after draining her to an inch of her life again. Why did you take her?" Lian smirks pressing for an answer we both know he wouldn't confess.

A glimpse of annoyance flickers across his face. If you blink you'd miss it. I wasn't sure if I even saw it. Maybe I imagined it? "Simple," he smirks with a smug look on his face and shifts his gaze to me. "Ask your wolf who's her alpha kitten?"

Everyone held their breaths staring at me. Alpha? What? No! I close my eyes and when I reopen them his smirk turns into an evil grin. "No." I shake my head and step back. "No. Not possible. He's not an alpha. He's a vampire," I scoff incredulously.

"With Alpha blood," the azure-blue eyes guy snorts.

"No.No. No.No," I shake my head mumbling to myself in denial.

"Your little wolf acknowledges him as her Alpha." Lian laughs humourlessly. "She chose an abominated over her own kind."

"You banish me from the pack," I gasp in horror.

"Banish you? Do you think I did this? After they killed my father your wolf chose him," Lian snarls bitterly.

"No," I shake my head frantically." NO!" I repeat louder in disgust and turn to him with determination and tears in my eyes.

"By all means go ahead," Olen waves his hand at me mockingly, " Reject the bond and you'll transition into a rogue within the hour," and smirk at me.

"You have no wolf or lycan how is my wolf connected to you?" My eyes widen with realization. " You accept her?"

This earns a collective gasp across the green lawn and wide eyes.

"What is her rank in this pack?" King Valentine asks curiously.

"She was to be the Luna, my mate," Lian tone softened when he said, mate. Olen had a slight tick in his jaw. " And the firstborn of the beta."

" Which would have made her the Beta female. That explains it," he nods. Mine explaining it to me? This can't be happening. "Only strong-ranked wolves can choose their alphas. In most cases, it would be the alpha of the pack they're born. But if a wolf deems that her alpha is unworthy, by doing something that is unforgive in the eyes of the wolf. The wolf can choose another alpha."

"Like rape and hit her," Olen states with a hint of annoyance in his tone.

King Valentine looks shocked but quickly recovers with an angry tick in his jaw. "It's an ancient tradition, that's lost to your kind. It hardly, if ever occurs. In your situation, your wolf saw him," he nods to Lian in disgust," as unworthy. And my nephew as a worthier alpha because of his alpha blood. Which means," he turns and smirks at the Olen. " He accepts your wolf as his beta female and unconsciously created yet another royal pack. Which made your pack unique and first of its kind."

The mumbling voices grew loud as I stood there in shock with my mouth hanging open. This can't be real. This can't be possible, but I can feel it.

"Quiet," King Onyx growls.

A minuted pass and no one said anything until Queen Blue ask, "Does that mean they answer to you?" The shock was evident on her face.

"Like the Blood Reapers Royal pack who only answer to Avaluna and Onyx Kayli Dreklaus. She only answers to him and the pack is not under any of our jurisdiction. That is unless he wants to?" He smirks at the Dark Prince.

"I don't want a pack. And definitely not a bloody docile weak daft female who was raised to be the luna of this git."

I don't want an arrogant conceited alpha with no wolf who thinks he's far superior to everyone else either. You gigantic A-hole!! I wanted to scream at him but let's face it, I'm chicken shit and don't have a spine. I glared at him and he arched a brow at me daring me to say something else. Not that stupid you freakazoid. I clenched my jaw and turn back to Lian who was staring at me intensely. The rest of my pack or formal pack looked appalled and disgusted by me. The court was shocked, even the royals looked taken back.

"I should've taken you when I had the chance. Instead, I let your father convince me of giving you a month to adjust." My father did that? "Don't look so shocked. I knew he covered up for you the night you met them," he clenched his jaw," Prince. If he had told me how he had his hands all over you none of this would've happened," he snarls jealously. "I always wonder why he hosed him down before bringing him to the cell.... but now I know."

I had a dreadful feeling in my stomach. "What did you do?" I barely hear my own timid whisper.

"I killed him."

My eyes widen and felt my chest tighten. I couldn't breathe. The man was a shitty father, but he was a great Beta. He didn't deserve that. "You-you killed my father?" I stammer out in disbelief.

"And your mother, sister, even Mike because he got in the way. Shame."

I collapse on my knees and drop the knife. My siblings and I weren't close. My mother was never really a mother. But they were my family. I watch my tears falling on the green blades of grass and my bottom lip quivers. He smirks and It annoyed me. I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to hurt him but instead, I cried like the spineless worm I am. This is all my fault.

"We don't have time to watch you break down, pick the knife up," killer Barbie orders.

I dry my tears with the sleeve of the old shirt I had on and stared at the knife.

"You heard the princess," snarls the guard behind Lian. "Pick the knife up!"

"Yes, pick the knife up," Lian mocked, enjoying my pain.

"Why?" I slowly lift my head and stared straight into Lian's eyes and ask a bit louder, "Why?"

"Why killed them?"

"Why did you care so much about me visiting him in his cell?" The guard was going to shout at me again but killer Barbie raised her hand silencing him.

"I didn't care that you visited him. I know how males look at you and what they see." That is why he wanted me to be home-schooled. Jealousy? "But you never looked at any of them the way you looked at him." He snickers darkly, "Not even me."

"You cheated on me, what right do have to be jealous?" My voice is soft but I could feel my anger growing.

Lian scowled," Because you are mine. None of those females meant anything to me. They were a good fuck but none compare to you. You're sexy, submissive and innocent with beta blood. Why would I give that up? I love you and you were going to be mine and mine only."The way he said that in a dark possessive way made my spine tingle. " If I can't have you. No one will. Not even him." He lunged forward and I squeal falling back on my elbows. An inch from me, the guards pull him back. My heart pounding against my chest like a drum.

"He will never have you! I rather kill you than let that abomination touch you!"

"Put him in the room," Olen orders with his fist clenched. They drag him out cursing and growling obscene things.

"As for the rest of you. You are all now prisoners of my pack and I will determine your faith. Until then, I want them locked in the cell and anyone who tries to escape will be executed on-site." King Valentine proclaimed.

"What about her?" One of the royal guards asks King Valentine.

"Your call Nephew. She comes with me or dismantles your pack and she turns rogue."

"She is just as responsible as the Alpha and Beta," says King Onyx.

"And should be punished accordingly," Queen Blue adds.

"However, she did help save him," Queen Aurelia adds.

"I don't care what you do with her," Olen deadpanned. My wolf whimper and that pisses me off. " Kill her. Throw her in the cell. Take her. It makes no difference to me I leave in two days. Plus where is the fun in torturing a mindless rogue." He smirks like the stupid A-hole freakazoid he is.

King Valentine nods to the guard who took me away with the rest of the pack.

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Chapter 14: Not Again.

I despise him! I detest him! I loathe him! I hate him! That no-good insecure, jealous mouth breather, butt sniffer, bone head, Gabriella-banging-STD- douche waffle, barf breath ugly asswipe! I hug myself with my head down, sobbing the entire way to the van. He murders my family and deserves everything that's coming to him. I hope he suffers for everything he did. I can't believe I loved him. I can't believe I let him touch me, kiss me, use me for his own benefit. That mother trucking' slimy, dog-humping, goat licker pompous stupid mutt! He killed my family. They weren't perfect, but they were the only family I had.

My wolf was livid at Lian and sad because we lost our family and because Olen the freakazoid rejected her. The freakazoid we shall not name. I know I shouldn't be upset or care about his stupid remarks, but it stings. My wolf was heartbroken by him. She chose him and he disappointed her. I did not understand why she did it. And telling her I told you so wasn't in me.

They were loading us up in a white van. All I got was dirty glares and people bumping into me. If looks could kill. I felt like screaming, 'You're the ones who stabbed your Alpha for your own selfish reasons, and you're judging me. Pack of hypocrites!' Instead, I sob quietly and kept my head down, waiting to be shipped off.

"Her," Queen Aurelia pointed at me with two royal guards beside her, "Bring her," and commanded.

Me? I turn back. Maybe it's the person behind me. No one was behind me. I frown and turn back around, seeing the guards marching towards me.

They yank me forward. "Ow," I mumbled under my breath as the bloodsucker drags me by my arms to the queen.

"Look at me," demands the queen. I timidly peer up at her expressionless face and gulp. She just stared at me like she was studying me, searching my face for something. I would have been horrified if I wasn't bleeding on the inside with my whole life crumbling before me. Her eyes soften for a fleeting moment. Or maybe my glossy eyes were playing tricks on me. "Put her in a cell," was all she said.

I sit in my 10x10 cell with white walls and a grey solid steel door like the one I was in earlier. No windows, no warmth, just a lumpy stained mattress in the corner. Tears rocking through my body as I mourn the loss of my family. My mother was one of those people that cared what others think. She was insecure and feared their criticism. Not like she'd admit it. She was a perfectionist and an emotionless woman who scrutinised everything we did. She was more concerned with how we look and act rather than our well-being. Not a drop of maternal instinct, but we never held it against her.

Malika spent her whole life wanting her approval, but never got it, and hated me for me. Mike and I got along when we were pups, but after he started beta training he changed. Then came my father. He was a strict and hard man. Mom wasn't half as bad. He'd whipped us for the smallest infractions and was extremely tough on Mike. He wanted him to be like him and in return, Mike grew cold and sadistic just to gain his approval. Malika lash out and grew envious of us because she felt left out. Our parents screwed us up, but that doesn't mean I hated them. They may have been horrible parents, but they were still my family. Now am left alone in this cruel world. No pack. No family. Nowhere to call home, locked in a cold cell for the rest of my life.

I had a hole in my heart that struggled to beat with an emptiness gnawing away at my soul. I cried so much until I had no tears left. My insides felt raw as if my veins and organ had frozen over. Filled with so much anger and grief that I felt like I was going to explode into ice cubes. Lian words haunted me, taunted me, replaying like an aggravating echo in my head. I shriek out, mashing my palms into my skull, trying to silence the orotund voices.

"Wake up, dog," the guard hissed at me. I jolt awake, startled, feeling my body ache from laying on the lumpy mattress. I rub the crust out of my eyes and push myself up. "I don't have all-night mutt!" Snarl the guard. He was with the queen. I can feel my wolf growling in my head at him. She wanted to rip his throat out. "Move!"

Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the coffin. I kept my head low; following him down the narrow white hallway lined with grey steel doors like mine. He scans a key card opening an elevator. When the door close, he turns to me with an evil smirk on his stupid face. He was a tall, average build guy with his hair cut low, and greedy, pervy eyes that kept drifting down my body. I can feel the hair on my skin rising and my heart racing.

He inhales and exhales loudly with a lecherous look in his eyes." You smell delicious little wolf."

Now I'm a little wolf, huh? Disgusting leech freak. He turns around and pushes the arrow button down. My wolf was already pacing in my head, infuriated and on high alert. While I stood in my corner like a scared little pup with my head low. Something felt off, but I was too scared to do anything about it. When the elevator opens, I followed him down another corridor with the prisoner's wolf-whistling and shouting all sorts of profanities.

"What do we have here?" A slender male dressed in the identical navy-blue guard uniform as the first guy asks. He sniffs the air with that same lecherous look in his eyes. "She's prettier than you said." I can feel his eyes all over me, undressing me as he steps closer.

"Told you," the pervy eyes guard smirks boastfully.

I step backwards until I hit the wall and jump. Just what I needed, a wall. "We are going to have a little fun." He leans down, buried his head in the crook of my neck and inhales sharply. Fun? No, no, no, no, no, this can't be happening! Not again. Two times a week? No, no, no. I wrapped my arms around my trembling body as tears run down my face, with my heart pounding in my chest. "Haven't had one as delicate and pure as you in a while." His stringent voice sends chills down my spine.

"No, I'm not," I stutter out feeling my heart lodged in my throat.

"I can smell you... and... you smell appetising," he purrs, fangs lengthening, and I grimace.

"No-no, I don't," I squeak, pushing myself further into the wall.

"Don't think anyone would mind if we had a little taste." He licks his pointy, stupid fangs.

"P-p-p-lease," I gulp the knot in my throat. My wolf growled in my head. She was always stronger and more defiant than I was. But we were too weak to fight them off, and the bastards knew it.

"Tsk tsk don't beg gorgeous. You're dead anyway," he chuckles darkly, "Either by our hands or the king or his queens." He moved closer to me and I squeal with my eyes clenched shut. I can feel his foul breath on my neck from how close he was.

"Hey, how come you get to taste her first," pervy eyes whine.

What do they think this is, a potluck?

"You can take her first." He snatches my wrists just as I was about to push him away and pin it above my head harshly. Pressing his body to mine, keeping me in place. I screamed and squirmed to no avail, but the prick was stronger. My heart stopped. Take? Take to dinner? Take out? Please be take-away.

"Look at me!" I clenched my eyes shut tighter, ignoring his command.

"P-please, please don't do this!" I cried, trying to break free of his vice grip.

"Compel her!" Shouted pervy eyes.

"I'm trying, but she won't look at me or stop fighting," he hisses back, irritated. "Fuck it!"

A deafening scream ripped from my throat as his fangs tore into my neck. He purrs and his grip tightens on me as his claws draw blood. My vision blurred as I screamed louder and cried out from the agony. My wolf howls out in pain as he gulps down my blood hungrily. It feels like I'm being stabbed in the neck by a hot, searing iron blade as he mangles my neck.

Dark spot, taking over my vision and I could no longer feel my wolf. The hot burning pain in my neck spreads across my numb body. Suddenly I felt a light breeze with the familiar scent of chocolate chip cookies and apples. His weight was gone from me and I fell my body falling into darkness.

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Chapter 15: Leaving Her.

[Olen]

"Promise, you'll call?" Sapphire pouts in the arms of her beloved.

"I promise."

"And not once a month," Violet raised a pointed brow at me.

I smirk and agreed, "Not once a month." I turn my gaze to Flynn. "Keep my sisters safe," I said sternly with an explicit threat lace in my tone.

"I'll protect them with life."

My monster stirs with this unsettling feeling I couldn't explain. I dismissed it, "You better," I replied curtly.

"Olen," Sapphire and Violet both gasp with their eyebrows raised.

"He's being protective, as a brother should." Flynn pulls both his beloved into his arms and nods at me. "Take care of yourself, Prince Olen."

Sapphire had tears in her eyes, and Violet was fighting hers back. I never like leaving them, but I can't stay either.  After what happened, my parents think it best Ike and Nix tag along. And they always wanted to travel the world, so why not? It's them or deal with my parents and all the shit ton of royal guards they threaten to send with me. Not wanting to argue, especially after all the pain mum when through because of me, I played along. If I killed all the royal guards, they'll be livid. Not that I'd care.

I waved them goodbye, and head to the pickup. Nix and Ike were arguing about who knows what. I was about to interrupt when suddenly my monsters began going crazy in my head. It was the very feeling from before, but this time. It felt a hundred times stronger, and for a second, I can feel her wolf's pain. The last time I felt her wolf was when I fed on her, and her wolf accepted me as her alpha.

I can still taste her blood. Chocolate fountain mix with the hint of that sweet and slightly sour taste of strawberry. I couldn't get enough of her. The burning sensation in my throat grew steadily and stronger when I sunk my fangs deep into her. I felt her pulse slow and heart rate dropping rapidly. Her delicious scent wrapped around me and tug at my heart.

The feel of her against me. Or that slight pain in my chest of never being able to stare into those drop-dead gorgeous stormy grey eyes of hers. Or hear her moan my name or the simplest thing of wanting to see her smile at me; was enough to lure me out of my hungry fit. I didn't even realise that I had accepted her wolf. It made me laugh at how pathetic that was. Her wolf chose the very thing her pack despised. A hybrid vampire.

I still couldn't explain why I did what I did, but one thing is for sure, I don't want a pack. Nor her. Especially some weak, submissive little wolves with no spine. I have nothing against wolves; they are just as fragile as humans. Yet I couldn't shake the thoughts of what it would be like to feel her warm little body beneath me. Ever since I met her, I couldn't look at another female without comparing them to her. I'm so fucked. I try to ignore this feeling, but no matter how much I wanted to jump in my pickup and drive off, I couldn't.

I vaguely heard Ike calling after me, but I was a lot faster than him. My body knew where we need to be even if I didn't, so I let my instinct guide me. Her agonizing screams with the scent of her sweet savoury blood snapped whatever control I had left. Feeling that dark part of me taking over. The cunt had his fangs in her, pinning her to the wall. While the second cunt took his pants. The fuck?! Hell no! I made a fist, and he was exposed into a million pieces. That's new.

Just as the second prick pulls out his fangs from her alarmed, I ripped his fucking heart out. But that wasn't enough. I proceeded to rip; his arms, legs, spine, and entire body to pieces. By the time I was finished, the room was painted in blood, guts, flesh, and limbs. Without thinking, I reach down and pick her up in my arms. Her heartbeat fainted and her body was too weak. I felt something I never felt before, fear. More 'feelings.'

What the fuck is she doing to me? Her heart rate continued dropping, and I knew this was bad. She was too weak for her wolf to heal her. My heart froze, and I did something I never thought I'd ever do, all because of a fuckin' pissy feeling. Fuck this shit.

I bite into my wrist and rip my veins open without hesitation. Instinctively, I press my wrist to her mouth, forcing my blood down her throat. Drink dammit, I found myself thinking. Fuck me. It pissed me off that his scent lingers on her, and it only made me want to kill him all over again. What is happening to me? My dead cold heart skips a beat when I felt her drinking my blood. I can feel my monsters humming like a bitch. What the actual fuck?

I pull back my wrist and she whimpers softly. Fuckin' shit, I was half tempted to put my wrist back. Fuck! She suddenly snuggles more into my arms and inhaled my scent with a smile on her face. She likes my scent? I know she isn't doing this intentionally, but I couldn't help the warm sensation I felt in my chest. My ears twitched when I heard footsteps running my way. I felt oddly protective of her, knowing that these fucks try to take advantage of her. I knew a few vampires would be tempted to taste her pure blood. What I didn't expect was the way it made me feel. 'Feel.' Why is everyone trying to take what's mine? Wait, no. Not mine. She is not mine!

"Clean this up," I order in a bitter tone, ignoring their shocked faces, and left with her in my arms.

"Olen!" I heard mum Aurelia's concerned voice as she runs towards me.

Nix and Ike were by my side, followed by my sisters, dad, mum Blue and Flynn. They all stared between my little kitten in my arms and me. Just then my father sniffs the air, and I knew what he was smelling. Fuck.

"You fed her your blood," my father growls. "Do you know what happens when someone other than your beloved tastes your blood?"

Everyone's eyes widen in shock. The mere scent of royal blood drives wolves and vampires wild with hunger. If we fed someone, our blood that is not mated to us, it has some pretty wild effects on them. It can heal them and drive them into a minor bloodlust phase. I knew this but didn't comprehend it. 

"I'll chain her up until my blood leaves her system."

To make matters worse, she presses herself more into my chest and once more took in my scent with a small hum of approval. Kill me. I wanted to drop her on her arse, but I knew she was doing it unconsciously. If she were awake, I'd know. I would hear her heartbeat, but it remained slow and steady. Everyone's jaws drop at her cute little stunt, blinking at me, baffled. All but one, mum Aurelia. She looked more curious than surprised or shocked. That explains why she kept her.

"You. You never let anyone-" Sapphire gaped.

"Touch you," Violet ended in the same incredulous tone.

Only then I realised it. If anyone even dares attempt to touch me, my body stiffened instinctively, but with her... It feel- I felt- fuck; I don't know what this is. Those pesky cold sweats and chills crept up my spine but didn't have that much of an effect.  I was just as surprised but remained impassive. I can't even let my own parents touch me without permission. But her. Her I didn't mine. And that only pisses me off more. I didn't like it. Not one bit. I hated it. I heard her heart rate suddenly spikes.

My kitten is up and before I knew it, she was out of my arms on the lawn. She squeals, hitting the ground. Staring up at me in fear, and something else shone in her eyes. She crawls back on her hands until she was away from me. It hurt a little, instead; I fold my arms and raised a brow jadedly. When all I wanted to do was punish her for jumping out of my arms.

Her chest heaving, her clothes spattered with blood from the dead guards, and blood smudged on her mouth. She flicked her tongue over her bottom lip, grimaced and wipes her mouth clean with the dirty shirt sleeve she had on. Everyone turns their attention to her. I could feel their hostility towards her. My monsters perk up, ready to defend her if they need to. This confused and shock the shit out of me. They would go against our family for her? A stupid little wolf?

"What did you do to me?" her velvety voice barely audible and frightened. If wasn't for our super hearing, we would've missed it.

I can see the wheels turning in my father's head as he watches my reaction to her. Even though I give nothing away, I knew he knew something.

"Apparently he saved your worthless life," Nix rolls her eyes at her.

She scrunched up her nose, annoyed, but remain quiet. She wanted to say something but didn't. It annoyed me she can't stick up for herself. "I didn't ask him to," she mumbles under her breath.

"Damn right," growls Violet in a powerful tone that would make anyone submit.

My little kitten whimpers and lowered her head submissively. A part of me wanted to yell at my sister, but I didn't. This only proves how weak she is. Not like I can blame her for submitting, but she didn't even put up a fight. I knew her pack was one of those fucking traditional packs that treat their females like weak defensive homemakers. They believe the only place for a female is in the bedroom and the kitchen. If I didn't grow up around powerful females, I probably think the same thing. I hate how weak she is, and it only made me feel more protective of her. Fuck.

Violet laughs at her darkly, "You're pathetic and fragile. I can't believe you fed her your blood. She's not worthy of it."

I felt irritated at my baby sister. To drink a royal's blood is a divine privilege. Our blood carries a unique, bewitching quality that a normal vampire does not possess. It's forbidden for someone to feed on our blood unless they're our beloved or mates. I knew the only reason her filthy little mutt pack didn't take advantage of that, was because they believe in the purity of species. My blood is a toxic waste to them, royal or not. Any other supernatural would've drained me dry.

"Especially after what she and her pack did," Ike adds.

He was furious and didn't understand why I didn't use her to torture the alpha pup. What he didn't know was that using her to hurt him would hurt me more. Just because I don't want her doesn't mean I want to see her hurt. I simply told him I don't have time to waste on her. He didn't argue, and we left it like that. The last two days I tortured him slowly. Hearing him scream and beg for death but not once did I show mercy.

Ike even turned away once or twice because he couldn't stomach the things I did to him. But every time I look at the cunt, all I heard was her screams and pleas to stop. That only motivated me further.  Mostly I hated the fact that I hated how much I wanted to hold her in my arms. When she screamed my name, I felt my heart stop and every drop of blood in my veins froze. I never felt that helpless in my life. I hated it. I hated I couldn't protect her. I hated that I had to sit there and watch him touch her. But he paid for that, every touch, every kiss, and every fucking insulting degrading name he called her. Then he had to balls to try to kill her! Well, not anymore. I made sure he swallowed those useless air sags.  His words still echoed in my head, 'If I can't have you, no one will.' The guards, fortunately, got to him before I could because If I did his death would have been quicker than he deserved.

I had my time with him, two whole days. I took immense pleasure in castrating him. I made sure he was hard and aroused before I rip his dick off. But that didn't kill him. Oh no. I skinned him alive as he screams, then pore silver mixed with wolfsbane in his eye sockets after I pluck them out. By day two I had to rip his tongue out because his constant begging and screaming was hurting my head. At first, it was music to my ears, but after a while; it was just a nuisance.

"I say we put her out of her misery," Nix walks over to me and stood beside me.

My little kitten's jaw clenched, not because of her threat, but her proximity to me. I can feel her wolf possessiveness stirring. Interesting. I kept my stony expression, observing her.

"If he wanted her dead, he wouldn't have fed her his blood," Sapphire said honestly, she was always the voice of reason.

"Maybe he wants her to suffer first," Violet scoff. "Like that alpha pup."

My little kitten flinched at her words. Her heart was beating so fast we all could hear it as loud as day, even though it was midnight. Her fear was annoying me.

"Then he should've let the guard have his way with her." My father spoke with his arms around my mothers. He had a knowing smirk playing on his lips. I'm not surprised he knew that. The fool's scent was all over her. "Tell me, son? What would you like us to do with the little pup? We can't risk putting her back in her cell until your blood leaves her system."

Even though she's not royal, my blood inside her would still draw attention to her. They would rip her apart just for a taste. It's horrible but true.

"Lock her ass in one of the spare rooms in the servant's quarters and leave her there. Anyone who goes near her dies," mum Blue said. My father smirks at her. "What?" she shrugs, "The poor girl scared shitless of us." She got a point. "She is no threat. Plus, we can always collar her if-"

A low growl ripped from her throat that caught our attention. Her eyes flashed from her stormy grey to her wolf cobalt blue eyes. Appalled at mum Blue collar suggestion. Dad growls back defensively at his beloved. She quickly coward under his influence and submit. That pissed me off more than I'll like to admit.

"We better get going if we want to reach France by tomorrow," Ike says.

My monsters didn't want to leave her, and I felt her wolf hurting. I punch myself in the head. With my blood in her, I can feel her emotions stronger. Not to mention our Alpha-beta bond. It was vague but there. I wanted to kill her just, so I felt no more of- this. At the same time, I wanted to fuck her senselessly and be done with this thing I feel. But deep down I know, touching her in any way would never be that simple. It would be more, and I wasn't ready for that. Ignoring her was the best option. I know whatever this is, it will fade. It has to. I don't want her. No matter how much I crave her. Fuck, she's so beautiful, it's fucking with my head.  I need to get her out of my head.

"Let's go," I said coldly.

I felt her heartbreak and the look on her face was driving me crazy. It took every drop of willpower I had to leave her there. Fuckin' hell.

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Chapter 16: Challenge.

"I'll take her," announced Alpha West Onyx of the Winter Crest hunter's pack.

My grandfather's mother Kayli Onyx pack. No one knew of our relation to the werewolf pack. Or the fact that we are allies ever since my grandfather and Alpha Wyatt Onyx did some kind of swap. I never like the little shit and definitely don't like him even more now.

"No," I deadpan, opening the door to the pickup.

"Wasn't asking you."

I pause for a second and slowly turned around. "If you don't piss off in the next minute, I'm going to rip that tongue out of your mouth," I said in a sickly sweet voice.

His eyes widen in fear for a fleeting moment before he masked it. "With her, certainly." He shifts his egotistical gaze to her as she peers up at him. Fuck. I can feel his alpha aura spilling out. He wanted her wolf to submit to him as her alpha. He's one of the reasons why I hate the US. I can feel her wolf hesitation, but the human side was more than willing. And the cunt knows it. "What do you say, little wolf?" I can hear his wolf's voice mingling with his own, using his alpha voice.

Her eyes shift to her wolf's. I watch as she slowly stood up and tilt her head to the side, staring at him curiously. Trying to determine if he's worthy of being her alpha. After all the shit I did to her, I can't blame her for wanting another alpha. What I didn't expect was for her wolf to shift her gaze to me. A downright challenge to prove I was worthier than he.

Fuck no! My monsters were outraged at her request. From my peripheral vision, my family was all tense, watching my every move. Alpha West smirks like the cocky prick he is. But she should've known better. She belongs to me, and there was no fuckin' way this wanker was touching her. He was not better than us. I felt all my influence erupt, bringing everyone to their knees before me. Except for my parents, of course. My monsters were enraged and territorial of her. They were pissed she saw another male worthier than us. That darkness I felt earlier was slowly seeping into me once more.

"No, no no no no," I hear mum Aurelia panic and chant something.

Whatever she did broke my influence and released my hold on everyone. Flynn, the alpha prick and my kitten passed out. My sisters and cousins look terrified and shocked. I didn't expect that at all. All my life I had exhibited complete, utter control and now. Now, because of her, it's like I never had any. My entire life was falling apart because of her.

"Olen, are you ok?" Mum Aurelia was standing in front of me. She raised her hand to touch my face but stop when my body automatically stiffened. She dropped her hand, feeling hurt. I hated that look on her face, but it is what it is.

"What was that?" Violet was the first one to shout out and ran over to Flynn. "It felt like you were crushing us from the inside out."

"Olen?" Sapphire eyes water.

"How did he do that?" Nix asks, shocked.

"Will you all excuse us," my dad commanded. "Take the alpha back to his room and the girl," he shifts his gaze to me; as if asking me what to do with her. I clenched my jaw, annoyed more at myself for losing control the second time today. All because of her! When he saw the look on my face he said, "Take her to the servant quarter."

When Ike picked her up, my monster hissed out in my head. But I ignore them and let him carry her.

"What was that?" Mum Blue whisper-yell once everyone left.

"The girl is triggering his dark crystal side," my father pinches the bridge of his nose, already figuring it out.

"That shouldn't be possible," mum Blue said, flabbergasted. "Right? Lia said nothing about him being able to access that side of him."

"I think Onyx is right," mum Aurelia was staring at me like she was trying to see into my very soul.

"You feel a connection to her?" Mum's Blue eyes widen.

"No," I lied.

"You slaughter our guards for touching her," My father said, not buying my bullshit.

"Didn't think we condole rape," I shot back.

"You fed her your blood," he shot back. I had no smart-ass reply for that one and he smirks. "You also just lost your shit because she wanted to choose another Alpha over you. You basically shoved your dominance in her bloody face to prove to her wolf you were a worthier alpha. "

"He can have her," I hiss in a jealous, pissed-off tone. I knew this came as a shock to them. I never if hardly show any emotions. Some say I had none. I spend decades learning to conceal and control my emotions. And now It's like it was all for nothing. She was making me weak and I couldn't let her. I took a deep breath and when I open my eyes, wearing my famous stony expression, I said curtly, "I don't want her. When my blood's out of her system, she is free to leave with him."

"Where are you going?" Mum Blue shouted out from behind me.

"To grant her the permission she seeks," I said in a dry tone.

"Olen, are you sure this is what you want?" Mum Aurelia asks with a pout, following behind me.

"Yes," I said matter-of-factly.

"Give her a chance?"

"No."

"Son, listen to your mothers."

I halt and spun around facing them, "I don't want a fragile, pathetic mutt. I'll fuck her. I'll kill her. Or even drain her dry. But I. Will. Not. Give. her. A. Chance," I mocked.

"You rather give her to another male?" My father challenges.

I can feel my monsters becoming hostile towards him. He needs to back the fuck up before I make him. "He can fuck her, mate her, make her his luna. I don't give a shit." My tone is cold and dry. The words felt like hot lava on my tongue.

Mum Aurelia pouts. Mum Blue frowns. They both look distraught by my choice of words. My father shakes his head disappointedly but knew once my mind is made up there is no going back.

"What about this-" Mum Blue waves her hand over my body. "If she's triggering it, does that mean he's a," she gulps unable to say the word.

"Dark crystal?" I said it for her.

"I don't know. Has this ever happened before?" Mum Aurelia asks.

"No." I clenched my jaw. Only her. Only she can bring that side out.

"Hmm," dad had a faraway look on his face. "I'll reach out to my father and Lia. Until then, the girl remains in the palace."

"I'll call my father too and see what I can find out," Mum Aurelia gave me a sad smile.

I nod at them and continued to the palace. As soon as we enter, snarls, growls and shouting met our ears. My parents and I all glance at each for a second before following the noise. Two guards are dead, with their hearts, rip out. Curtains shredded to bites. The sofa had claw marks and flipped into the corner table. Blood, feathers, broken furniture and the flower vase with pieces of curtain scattering across the floor. It looks like a tornado hit the room.

That is until I saw what caused all this. My little kitten had a feral predatorial look in her eyes, sucking the artery she held in her hand dry. It kinda turns me on.

"How is she this strong!?" Growl Ike snapped his broken nose into place with a growl.

"His blood," Nix tells him, cracks her neck.

Everyone was on high alert, and from the looks of it, she got a few hits in. Impressive. She did all this?

"Tell me a little wolf didn't just take down the royal family?" I teased.

"And destroy my living room?" Mum Aurelia gasp in horror.

Mum Blue giggled, and dad shakes his head, fighting back his amusement.

"The bitch is stronger than we thought," hiss Violet.

"I don't think her human is in control," Sapphire notices. "As long as she has his blood inside of her we don't know what she's capable of."

"Why is her wolf still in control?" Nix asks.

"I think it may have something to do with what happened earlier. When the prince made us submit." Flynn explains. I can see the wary look in his eyes. "Her human must have never regained control."

"I think he's right," Mum Aurelia adds.

Fuck. Somehow my dark crystal aura must have knocked her human out, leaving her wolf in charge. And from the look on my father's face, it's safe to say he came to the same conclusion.

"What do we do?" Sapphire stood beside me.

My little kitten growls threatening at Sapphire and drops the heart she was munching on. I can feel her possessiveness. Sapphire's eyes widen in shock at her powerful growl. Any wolf would more than drop to their knees in submission to her. And I won't lie, but this side of her was turning me on tremendously. I had to turn so no one would see the boner I was sporting because of her.

"Olen," my father gave me a pointed look. "She doesn't know Sapphire is your sister."

I know that. Even though many of us here can easily put how down, no one surprisingly did.

"Calm down kitten," I took a step forward, and she growls threaten at me, claws elongated. I arched a brow at her. "Little wolf." Another growl, but not as aggressive. "Give your human control." She let out another powerful growl, challenging my dominance. Oh, hell no. If this is how she wants to play it. Bring it on. "Meka," I growl, warning her.

Her eyes sparkle with lust. We were both aware this was the first time I said her name out loud. And what a beautiful name it is. She licks her lips, eyes fixed on mine. Interesting. I stop halfway across the room and waited for her to come to me. And that she did. I watch as she took carefully calculated steps towards me. She suddenly stops and took a deep breath and licks her lips hungrily. Shit. I flick my wrist, knocking her out before she could shift and try to rip my head off.

"You didn't kill her?" Ike asks, shocked but not too surprised.

"Neither did any of you," I arched an accusing brow at all of them.

"Thanks, Sapphire and Nix," Violet huffs out. "She'd be history if Ike and I had our way."

My monsters growl in my head. They saw Violet as a threat and I didn't like it. Mum Aurelia scent this too, from the way she tenses. Of course, that didn't go past my father.

"That's enough for tonight," Mum Aurelia ordered.

"Anyway, we have a party to get to," Violet announced with Fynn's arms around her shoulder. "You coming, Sap?"

"Yeah, gimme a second," she smiles at them. Flynn hesitated at first but understood what she was doing.

"I've to change," Ike whined starting down at his bloodstain shirt thanks to my kitten. "Damn, she hits her," he mumbled on his way out.

I stoop down and pick her up in my arms. I can feel everyone's eyes on me." Bloody say it already."

"You could have turned her into a rogue, but you did. You fed her your blood. Protected her. When all alpha crazy out there on her. I even saw your plaything walk out of the room yesterday. Rather than limping out in the morning." Sapphire wiggles her brows.

"What are you trying to say," I ask my sister impatiently, turning to face her with my little kitten out cold in my arms. I hate how good this feels.

"What she is trying to say is that she smells of your blood, and it's obvious the little annoying wolf means something to you. And her wolf seems to be just as possessive of you, even if her human isn't. "

"That's why you weren't on team, Violet-Ike?" I arched a brow at Nix.

"I wasn't on team Violet-Ike because I never saw you kick a female out of your room before. And I never saw you feed on someone after being starving for days and not killing them."

"And the fact you keep holding her like that," Sapphire said in a sing-song voice. "If I didn't know better brother, I'd say you like her touching you," she teased, skipping out of the room.

Fuck. I'm forgetting myself with her. Her touch doesn't sting or bring those memories back. If anything, it chases them away.

"I'll make sure everything is in the pickup," Nix clears her throat and left.

"They're right, you know," Mum Aurelia smiles at me.

"Olen sweetie I love you baby boy but you need to get your shit together. Something is clearly going on between you two and you need to figure out what you're going to do." Mum Blue smirks knowingly.

"Give us a minute," my father smiles at his beloved. They frown but nod and gave me a sad smile before leaving.

"I know what you're going to say," I said frankly.

"Is that so?"

"I don't have time for your disappointing speeches," I move to walk past him.

"Spend the night with her," I pause in my track but didn't look back. "A bed that doesn't smell of another female preferably, or it will trigger her wolf. By morning if her human side has not returned I'll call Lia." Ok, fine I didn't expect him to say that. I nod without looking back and took her to my room.

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Chapter 17: Rules.

[Meka]

It all happened so fast. First, I was being mauled by a despicable creature. Then I tasted the most heavenly thing ever, snuggling in a snug warm blanket. Turns out it was him. And he fed me his revolting abomination blood. I literally nearly had a heart attack when I woke up in his arms, surrounded by the royal family. I knew he had to be the one that saved me.

Judging by all the shocked faces, it's safe to say they were just as flabbergasted as I was. Then came the hot guy with his velvety black hair, light tan skin, and familiar azure blue eyes. He had identical eyes to the freakazoid, who shall not be named.

His alpha aura was hard to deny. I wanted to submit to this gorgeous specimen, but my wolf was indecisive. She wanted the freakazoid who rejected us. When the alpha used his alpha voice and all but summoned her, she knew he was very much worthy of us. She wanted to submit to him but wasn't sure if he was worthier than our current alpha. The second she shifts our gaze to Olen, all hell broke loose.

The air cracked with a dreadful feeling. His expression darkened, his nostril flared, and his eyes were no longer his azure blue. It was a vivid, unique blood orange colour, with a wide rim of baby pink around his obsidian pupil. It was magnificent and terrifying at the same time. The veins on his arms and neck bulged out. He stood tall, with his shoulder wide and chest puffed out. He looked even more intimidating than before, with a raw predatorial aura that oozes dominance and roared power. An icy stare, a smug daring look and a fierce stance. The man commands attention and respect with an uncanny darkness that lurks within him.

Under any other circumstance, my wolf would have been purring at his strength, but she challenged him, and this was the repercussion. Her ears were flat, hind legs stiff and her belly up. My survival instinct when into overdrive. Goosebumps broke out all over my body and the hair on my skin trembled. Every bone in my body felt like it was snapping, as I fell to my knees like everyone else, submitting to the beast before us. His dominance hit me with such a force, I didn't know If I should moan or whimper. It was hurting and making me... wet? What in the Moon Goddess?

We couldn't help but conclude that he indeed was worthier than the handsome alpha in front of us. My wolf howled out. She knew she shouldn't have challenged him like that. His jealousy and possessiveness crashed into me so hard that it knocked the air out of my lungs, even though he didn't show it. Why is he jealous and possessive of us? Was the last thing I thought before it all when black.

I woke up in soft sheets with the scent of chocolate chip cookies and apples surrounding me. I moan in delight and buried my face further into the silky-soft sheets, savouring the scent. I can feel my wolf purring in my head. Suddenly everything that happened came flooding in. I shot up a little too fast with my legs tangled in the sheets. Struggling to break free from its death grip I when tumbling to the hardwood floor with a loud thud. I squeal and groan, rubbing my bum. Ow.

I was in a dark room, painted red with a white ceiling and golden moulding. Two chandeliers and a postal bed big enough for five. I kick the sheet off and blow my bangs out of my face as I stood. Only then did I realise the big t-shirt that was almost to my knees. I was no longer covered in blood and muck. Even my hair felt soft and smell of apples and cinnamon shampoo.

"Slept well?" I jump, startled at the voice. He was sitting at the desk in the conjoin living room sorting through files.

"Um," my voice came out all cracked and hoarse. My throat suddenly felt dry.

"Water on the nightstand," he said without looking up.

I mumble a thank you and quickly gobbled down the water. It felt heavenly on my tongue that I almost moan. I place the glass down, feeling his gaze lingering on my exposed legs. My cheeks warm, chewing my bottom lips awkwardly. An uncomfortable silent pass between us as neither of us said anything.

"They are five rules you're going to follow. Break them and you'll be punished. Don't ask what your punishment will be, because trust me... you don't want to know." My heart skips a beat, but I was always good at following rules. And look where it got us, my wolf said. I hated she was right. I open my mouth to reply, but he began talking. I shut my mouth and listened. "Rule one, you will never touch me." Not like I want to touch you, anyway. I wanted to say but didn't because I was too polite and chicken shit. "Rule two, you will address me as master or sir." At that one, I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes. "Rule three, you will do as you're told without question. Rule four, you will never look at me or anyone else in the eyes for more than three seconds. Rule five, under no circumstances, shall you speak without being spoken to. Understand?" He asks in a dark, low, scary voice.

Well, aren't we just a fun-filled dumpling, triple-dipped in psycho? I gulp."Yes," I murmur in a timid voice with my head low.

My wolf growls the entire time in my head at his absurd rules. They sound like rules for an omega or pet. I push her down and remain in position. He wouldn't.

"Questions?"

Yes, are you out of your mind? Instead, I ask in a soft voice, "Um-did you dress me?"

"Yes." My head snaps up to him, feeling all the blood rush to my cheeks. He raised a brow at me, and I quickly lower my head, remembering rule four. No male had ever seen me naked. In my old pack, the females would shift separately from the males. Not that I had anything against being naked. I'm a werewolf, for crying out loud. "You have nothing I haven't seen before," he said, bored at my embarrassment. "Or touched." I can hear the slight tease in his voice, which furthers my embarrassment. "Any more questions?"

"What am I to do here?"

"Whatever omegas do," he deadpans. My head snaps up so fast, I nearly got whiplash. My wolf growls murderously in my head and almost broke through. He appalled her. How could he? He's our alpha. He saw the confused, hurt look on my face. For a fleeting second, I thought I saw a glimpse of regret. "Meka Payton, you are an omega." A sharp pain shot through me and my wolf howled out at the demotion. I fell to my knees baffled, shocked, and furious.

"W-why?" I whimper with my tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Because I don't need a weak defenceless female such as you as my beta." His words cut deep and hurt more than I could imagine. What have I ever done to him to deserve this? Only kidnapped and torture him, my subconscious adds. "Do you accept?" Accept? He can't be serious. Omega is the lowest rank in a pack. A disgrace. "If you don't accept, I can always put you back into your cell or make you a rogue."

The fear of being in that place made my insides churn. But a rogue? No wolf wants to be a rogue. Death is a more honourable way to go. My wolf was annoyed at how he was treating us. I couldn't find words or stop crying.

"Choose or I choose."

Not wanting him to choose, I whimper, "Yes." My wolf growls and retreated to the back of my head.

"Any other question?"

Yea, are you always a dick or were you born this way? I wanted to say, but I mumble, "No."

"No, what?"

"No, sir."

"Good. They're a few toiletries in the bathroom and clothes that should fit. You have fifteen minutes. Then meet me in the dining hall." How would I know where that is? He answers as if reading my mind, "Follow my scent. That should be easy enough, even for an omega."

I felt a growl wanting to escape my throat, but I held it in. Moon Goddess help me.

Chapter 18: Again.

I never stood up for myself because I wasn't taught how. I wasn't assertive or brave. I was a coward with a spine-ectomy done by my own parents. They told me what to do and how to act. My whole life I let people control how I think, how I feel and what I do. Now I'm an orphan in a pack or... whatever this is! I snicker bitterly and rub my tears away. And an omega with an alpha who wants nothing to do with me. He doesn't even have a wolf. How in the Moon Goddess does that make any sense? Why Moon Goddess? Why? What have I ever done wrong?

My wolf remains silent in the back of my mind. She too was upset at the demotion and wanted control. I had to remind her what happened the last time. Come on, Meka, pull your big girl panties up. Don't let him get to you. Even if he terrifies me and can end me with a flick of a wrist. I can do this. Yea, I can do this. I need to learn how to stick up for myself. My wolf agrees with me and wanted to help. But I know if I give in to her temper, we'd be in so much trouble. I spend years learning how to control and block her temper and emotions from influencing me in fear of my parents. I wanted Lian to accept me. I wanted to be perfect for him. I guess I wanted him to love me. He said he did, and I thought I did. But that wasn't love.

I exhale frustratedly. Now here I am, a coward with no heart and scared of my own shadow. The werewolf. I snort dryly, amused at how pathetic I am. Mom wanted me to be docile and pretty for that dipshit ding-dong stupid alpha mutt. Now he's dead, and she's gone. Her advice sucks, and it only took me eighteen years to realise it. I laugh dryly at myself. Meka Payton, you are going to stick up for yourself and stop being a pushover, and a coward. I give myself a firm nod. Yeah. I can do that.

I wash my face and grimace at my puffy red eyes. I had dark circles around my eyes, my skin blotchy and my hair looked crazy. Soft but crazy. I found a hair tie and quickly pull my hair in a high ponytail. It wasn't to my mom standard, but I don't care. Well... maybe... I untie my hair and braided it neatly down my back. What? Bad habits are hard to break. Not like my mom's here to see me break her rules. Tear prickle in my eyes and my chest ache for her. I quickly dismiss the thought and brush my teeth.

My face warm when I realise he put on a clean pair of undies on me. Of course, he did. There was a matching bra, t-shirt and jeans, folded neatly on the marble counter. I got dressed quickly because I didn't want to anger him. I know what I said. But baby steps. There was no way I'm going to be a new and improved Meka-not-pushover-brave-Payton at the expense of the dark prince. Pfft... I'm naïve, not suicidal. I slowly open the door and sniff the air. There were a lot of scents but his stand out the most.

As soon as I enter the room, everyone ceased their laughter and shifts their attention to me. Definitely not the time to be brave, fearless Meka. Oh no, not when you are surrounded by the most feared family of all time. The Dreklaus Malik Clan. I swallow hard with my lips fastened between my teeth.

The vampire king had his queens beside him, looking stunning as ever. Killer Barbie looks gorgeous with not a hair out of place, and I'm sure sporting some kind of sick heels. She sat beside the hot azure blue eye guy and their parents. Besides the stupid freakazoid were the girls with the ombre hair, his sisters. The purple hair girl had on; an apricot colour shirred hem, knotted polka-dot print top, with long sleeves, and a skater skirt. She too looks picture-perfect with a sad smile playing on her lips, sitting beside her beloved and her evil twin. She had on a sexy short, ripped short and a corset top. Her black matted lips were pulled in a thin line, and eye pencil eyes narrowed at me. Even the three maids paused for a second before returning to their duties. Awk-ward.

"Just don't stand there," the handsome dingleberry freakazoid said, bored. He sighs, irritated when I still hadn't moved. "Come," he demands. I scrunched up my nose, annoyed, but did as the jerkoff demanded. Can this day get any worse? Apparently, it can because I tripped on air, and fell to the wooden floor with a yelp. Mother lovin' fudge cakes.

"Is all werewolf this uncoordinated? Or are you the exception?"

His voice held a hint of humour that annoyed me even more and he knows it. I heard a few snickers and giggles, which only furthers my humiliation. I shot him a quick glare before standing and brushing my hands off the jeans. I would never curse an alpha out, but in my head, I told him exactly what I thought of him. Mother would have bleached my mouth out if she ever heard me utter any of those words.

The side of his lips twitch or maybe my fall alters my vision. "I don't have all day omega." I clenched my jaw, I know defying him will not end well. "Wrist," he ordered jadedly. Wrist? Only then I noticed the empty crystal flute in front of him. He can't be serious. "Meka," he growls, warning me with a look that says don't test me. "Do I need to repeat the rules?"

I'll tell you where to shove those rules you shmuck son of a monkey's uncle. I wanted to say, but that would get me annihilated. "No-No sir," I stutter.

I raise my hand slowly, a little too slow for his liking. He snatches my wrist, jerking me slightly forward with a gasp. He slit my wrist with his sharp index claw and place it over his glass. I hiss from the pain but dare not move away. He held my hand firmly but surprisingly gentle.

The maid across from me suddenly sniffs the air and froze in place like a zombie deer in headlights. Her eyes turn crimson as she lunges at me. I screamed with my eyes wide in fear. Olen pulls me in his arms protectively and flicks his wrist, sending her crashing into the oil painting across the room. I buried my head into his chest, fisting his shirt. He was mad. Like mad-mad. Yet remain passive, with a stony expression and me in his arms. The other maid to my left got her neck snap by killer Barbie, and the one beside Queen Aurelia just fainted. Pretty sure she knocked her out.

We heard several growls echo through the palace. Olen's arms tighten protectively around me. He swears under his breath when four royal guards stepped into the room. Their eyes solely focus on me, licking their fangs. Olen's body heats up and I knew he was seconds away from destroying them.

"Leave now," King Onyx notice this too and order.

"She smells delicious," the blonde hair one purr. His eyes were crimson, just like the rest. No, I don't!! Why does everyone keep saying that? The guards from earlier and Lian popped into my head. My breathing shallow and I think I'm about to pass out. This can't be happening again. Is this shit scripted or something?

Olen pulls me in closer, sensing my panic. "Piss off before I skin you all alive," he said in a dark, smooth voice.

His protectiveness towards me was unexpected, but I wasn't complaining. Fear flashes in their eyes and shock. The royal family was left surprised by his words. Something tells me this was out of character for the oh-great-dark prince. They glance at each other and gone in a blur in fear of the prince's wrath. I would too.

My eyes widen, realising the position I was in, jumping out of his arms as if he stung me. He was completely unfazed by me and sits down like none of it ever happened. I hated how I felt safe in his arms and mostly hated how much I missed it.

From the corner of my eyes, I heard Princess Luna whisper to her beloved, "He didn't flinch." The shock was clear in her tone.

They obviously didn't have an answer and were just as stunned. It took me a second to realise what that meant. He doesn't act like someone who hates to be touched. If I hadn't witnessed the agonizing pain he suffered firsthand, I wouldn't have believed he has a haphephobia. The better question is why me? I glance over to Queen Aurelia, who had an unreadable expression on her face. I didn't know if it was relief, concern, or pity.

"Well, that was..." the purple hair girl trail off, lost for words.

"Weird," concluded killer Barbie with her brows raised.

"Until your blood is out of her system, perhaps you feed on her privately," King Onyx told him.

What? Feed on me privately? In my system? I think not! I'm no juice box!

"Eat," he ignores his father and all the wide eyes gawking and nods to the chair beside him. He wants me to eat. I eyed him suspiciously. "Seems like we really need to go over those bloody rules?" His tone heavy with his annoyance.

You can shove those rules right where the sun don't shine, bastard! Of course, I didn't say that. I sit stiffly beside him. Then lift the silver lid and was immediately hit with a delicious scent. Steak, mashed potatoes and corn. My mouth water at the scent, licking my lips hungrily. I hadn't eaten in days. I pick up the fork and all but moan at the exploding taste in my mouth. Olen tense beside me, but I was too famished to read into it. I inhale my food, forgetting how to chew and all table etiquette. I was tempted to lick my plate. If my mother could see me now. My heartbreak a little at the thought of my family. I blink back my tears, not wanting to cry in front of the royal family.

"That's the quickest I ever saw you move." Olen's amused voice draws me back to reality.

My cheek burns from embarrassment from my neck all the way to the tip of my ears. "Sorry. I was hungry," I mumble, chewing on my bottom lips.

"Obviously," he deadpans.

Stupid face jerkoff.

Two maids appeared, and I tense until I realise they were human. I didn't understand why they when crazy like that. I know I smell good, but do I really smell that good? The scent of my blood mingled with the most delicious thing I ever smell filled my nose. It was better than lunch. I sniff the air and shift my gaze to the glass Olen had in his hand.

It smells like oven-fresh cookies and apples. I inhaled deeply once more and lick my lips; feeling a hunger like no other awaken in me. My wolf purrs at the scent, wanting a taste. Suddenly images of me ripping the heart out of those royal guards, breaking the azure eye guy's nose, punching killer Barbie and the pink-haired girl aka the evil twin, popped into my head. Oh Goddess, what have I done? I jump up so fast, that the chair hit the floor with a thud, and my hands covered my mouth. Feeling my stomach turn at images of my wolf feasting on that poor guard's organ.

"Fuck." Olen hands the glass to the human maid and said something I couldn't understand.

"I think she's having a panic attack." Someone says.

"What's wrong with her?" Another ask.

"Quick, get her some water."

All the surrounding sounds faded away and I couldn't breathe. We killed them. I'm a monster. "Meka?" I didn't realise he was calling my name. My throat suddenly felt dry, my head spinning out of control, with my chest heaving. "Look at me, breathe, just breathe for me kitten," I could hear the slight panic laced in his voice.

"I-I killed them," I gasped, feeling my tears rushing down my cheeks.

"It's not your fault-"

"Yes, it is," I snap, cutting him off.

He clenched his jaw but said nothing at my disrespectful tone. If I wasn't freaking out, I would have already apologised. It was getting hot in here, and my breathing became more rapid and shallower. I think I'm going to be sick. Olen pulls me onto his lap with one hand on the nape of my neck and the other around my lower back. I was facing him with my hands resting firmly on his rigidly sculpted chest. I would have been mortified for touching him, and blushing, but was too busy hyperventilating to care.

"Listen to me. What happened wasn't your fault. You need to breathe." His eye sparkled like diamonds while rubbing soothing circles on my lower back. He was fantastic at this. I felt a soothing sensation wash over me as air filled my lungs. "Drink," he ordered, handing me a glass of water.

I quickly gobbled down the water. Everyone watching us with mixed emotions.

"What's happening?" I heard the azure eyes guy ask, flabbergasted.

"He-She-Ah-He- Shit, I don't know," the evil twin sounds just as flabbergasted and lost for words with her jaw dropped.

Once I can finally breathe again, I stammer, "Why did I do-do that?"

"Your bloodlust." He replied holding my gaze with his hand still rubbing soothing circles on my back. What was that? Why did I feel compelled to listen to him? It wasn't an alpha command.

His eyes no longer sparkle and return to normal. They were so beautiful with a swirl of emotions I couldn't explain. They were captivating and the longer I gazed into them; I felt lost. I bite my lip, staring deeply into his photographic alluring eyes. They were softer and not as cold and empty. If anything, they were filled with emotions, emotions that he hid well. There is something about the way he was looking at me. A way no man had ever looked at me, not even Lian. In that fleeting moment, I felt my body heat up with one thing on my mind. My wolf purrs in my head and Olen's grip on me tightens in a way that told me I was his. That told me he always gets what he wanted. And... he wanted... me? Wait, a fruitcake minute.

I gulp, jumping off his lap with my face beet red. That's the second time for today that we were in some sort of intimate position. I broke the rules, and he didn't seem upset. If anything, he was protective, comforting and gentle. The dark prince and those words don't go together. A man with no heart and soul as black as coal who made me his omega. I hated him and didn't at the same time. I was confused and couldn't understand how I knew what he was feeling. Hold up... did he say... bloodlust? I furrow my brows, confused when his word finally hit home.

He saw the look on my face and said curtly. "I fed you my blood." Saying that didn't help, I was still extremely confused. I know he fed me his blood. He sighs, "What did you learn in that pack?" I look down at my fingers. "What do you know about royal blood?"

"Nothing," I murmur, embarrassed.

"That's pretty fuckin' obvious." So is being a dick! There is no missing that a-hole. I wanted to say, but he was the dark prince, and I don't want to die.

"When a royal feed someone their blood who isn't their beloved or mate. The person goes through a bloodlust phase. You're faring better than we thought. Most people would have already attacked him." The purple hair girl explains with a knowing smirk on her lips.

Fudge, I gulp. I forgot about them. I was now mortified. I was getting wet from just staring into his eyes in front of his whole family. What the hell is wrong with me?

"Or anything with a heartbeat," the azure blue eye guy glares at me. Still mad at the nose, I see. In my defence, that was my wolf.

"I'm sorry," I murmur, staring at the floor like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

I never imagine he'd feed me his blood. I still can't. This was epic. Although my wolf craves his blood, she would never attack him or hurt him. She was strangely possessive and protective of him. I never question her because I trust her judgement but lately, I'm not too sure. I don't understand why she's reacting to him like a-nah... not possible. Pfft. My mother told me that's not real. 

"She seems pretty normal," Princess Luna eyed me suspiciously.

"I think it may have something to do with the fact he's her alpha," Prince Ian strokes his chin.

"That explains why she didn't attack him. But not why she didn't attack us," the evil twin narrowed her eyes at me sceptically. "Or her panic attack."

"His blood has a different effect on her," the king said but didn't elaborate.

Why does it feel like he knows something we don't?

"Have you ever killed anyone before?" Queen Blue asks bluntly.

Queen Aurelia shakes her head at her beloved.

No, I shake my head. "No, your ma-majesty."

"Her pack kills countless hybrids, that shouldn't be anything new to her," the evil bitch twin scowls at me.

Isn't she loveable like a cactus? I cringed, feeling guilty with tears welling up at the back of my eyes. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Olen tense a little but remain impassive with his famous stony expression.

"Well, enough of that talk. What's done is done." Queen Aurelia clears her throat, noticing as well. "Where are you guys going first?"

Going?

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Chapter 19: You’ll let her stay?

"Paris then Italy," killer barbie squeals.

"Hell no! France first," the azure blue eyes guy waves her off.

"You just want to visit your little whore house."

"Phoenix," Princess Luna scolds. Phoenix? That name suits her, oddly.

"It's true." She lifted his shoulder in a half-shrug.

"We all know how much a slag you are." The evil twin taunted the azure blue eyes guy with legs crossed and a glass in her hand.

"You should talk," he scoffs. She rolls her eyes at him. "Come on, bro, back me up. You know you wanna go to France."

My wolf growls low in my head. She didn't like the thought of another female touching him. I block her out. The thought made me wanna puke, and I detested it. The side of Olen's lips had a minor tug as if he knew how I felt. "Had better."

I frown at his statement but remain quiet.

"Paris sounds perfectly splendid," the purple hair girl sighs with a dreamy expression on her face.

"Omg! I have a brilliant idea!" Phoenix's eyes widen with excitement. "Why don't you guys come with us?" she squeals. We all cringed at how loud she was.

The pink hair girl grimaces. "It's Fashion Week."

"Precisely," Phoenix grins at her. "Can you imagine all the original exclusive collections of shoes?" She was practically bouncing in her seat with excitement.

"Designers showing off their artistic creations. The international press, cameras, red carpets, trendsetters. Anyone who's anyone will be there." The purple hair girl adds equally excited.

Her beloved eyes were glued on her with an awe look on his face. He pulled her closer in his arm. "You really want to go to Paris?"

Yes, she nods frantically but frowns when she peered up at her evil twin's scowl. She didn't. "Um- I... maybe next year."

Her beloved didn't like the sad look on her face, nor the scowl on her sister's face. He leans into her ear and whispers something that had her cheeks tinting a light pink colour. Then turns to the purple hair girl and whispers something into her ears too. Her cheeks were a rosy red colour. He arched his brow with a smirk on his face at his beloved.

"Fine, if we go to this stupid fashion show you are coming with us to the raids and parties," the evil twin told her.

"Deal," she squeals and hugs her sister. Their beloved chuckled softly.

"Flynn, I don't know what you said to her dude, but it's not worth selling your soul," the azure blue eyes guy smirks at the cinnamon skin guy, called Flynn.

"Buggar off Ike," Phoenix huffs at him. Ike is his name?

"He's just jealous," the evil twin rolls her eyes.

"You're right, I'm jealous. That's why I'll get you girls VIP passes for the entire week," he stresses, 'entire,' earning him a murderous glare from her. He winks at her.

"Piss off," she bares her teeth at him.

He chuckles. At least Phoenix and the purple hair girl were excited by his offer.

"So, you guys are coming, right?" Phoenix questions.

"That sounds like a great idea," Queen Blue grins. "This way you all can spend your spring break together."

"You mean they could all monitor me?" Olen raised an accusing brow at his mother.

"Pfft, no." She waves him off. He raises his brow higher with a pointed look. "Fine. Sue me for worrying about you."

I tensed, knowing this is all my fault. If I hadn't agreed; he wouldn't have ever been in that position.

"I can assure you, mother, that will never happen again," he said matter-of-factly.

"You don't know that," Queen Aurelia frowns.

"Li," King Onyx kisses her hand comfortingly, "The boy will be fine. Plus, she's going with him."

"What?" Queen Blue, Phoenix, Ike, and the twins shout out in unison. Olen's brows bumped together in a scowl.  While I gape at him. No way. I'm not going anywhere with them. I'm not leaving the USA.

"You claim the female?" 

Claim?

"She is my omega and will be going to London with you."

"What?" I gasp. I clear my throat. "Um, I mean. London? My home is here."

"What home?" Olen's gibes. "Your pack is destroyed and the ones that are alive are prisoners."

"The US is my home," my voice soft and nervous, repeating my statement.

"It's not anymore, so get over it." I clenched my jaw, annoyed at his harsh, insensitive tone. "We leave in an hour. I suggest you three-pack if you're coming with us." He pushes back his chair, "Follow me," and orders the human, whose heart speed up, beating out of her chest in fear. Sensing this, he growls, annoyed at her, "Calm the fuck down." What a prick. He's so rude and mean. Surprisingly, she did.

A few maids came in and began clearing the table as everyone left me sitting here. "Don't try anything stupid. You won't make it far. And don't leave this wing," the king order and left.

"Our son has taken an odd liking to you. He has never and I mean never like anything." Queen Blue draws out the word,' never.' "Even as a boy." She looks so sad when she said that but clear her throat and continued. " My beloved didn't kill you and that mess up pack-"

"Blue," Queen Aurelia gasp cutting her off.

She rolls her eyes. "Let me finish. Like I was saying before I was rudely interrupted."She shot her a quick playful glare. " Your pack or what remains got lucky. You on the other hand are only alive because of Olen. You feel me?"  I nod yes and gulp the knot in my throat.  "You are going back to London with us and if you so as much try anything stupid, I'll have my beautiful beloved here, put your little ass in a coma. Olen and her may have a sweet spot for you but I don't. I will kick your ass if you cross me or my family again. You got it?"

"Ye-yes your majestic."

"Good talk." She smiles and pulls Queen Aurelia behind her. 

They both look about my age yet incredibly intimidating and scary. No wonder they're the Queens. I decided to explore within the wing, and may or may not be searching for a way to escape. I had never left the country and even though I had no pack left; I wasn't going to London. He can suck an egg. After about fifteen minutes and many turns, everything started to look the same. Just great, I'm lost. So much for that plan. Queen Blue's words kept on echoing in my head, ' taken an odd liking to you.' He like me? I don't- I yelp walking into a wall or more exactly the cute alpha. I was so distracted that I didn't even notice him.

"I'm sorry I didn't see you."

He looked pissed, but suddenly his gaze softens. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention myself." He extended his hand to me.

"Thanks," I murmur, taking his hand. "I-a- I'm lost."

"I can see that," he teases.

"West," he smiles introducing himself

"Meka," I return his warm smile. "Nice to meet you, Alpha West."

He frowns when I use his title, but didn't correct me. Addressing an Alpha without his title is considered disrespectful. Unless you're his mate. So why would he frown?

"So, what were you doing? Trying to escape."

"No!" I shouted but quickly clear my throat and said softer and less guilty, "No."

He chuckles, "You're a terrible liar." I bite my lower lip, feeling my heart race. "Relax, Meka. I was teasing. Come on." He nods to the double French door.

I hesitantly followed him as he pushes the doors open. My jaw dropped. It was an enormous library with more books than I ever saw. "OMG!!!" I squeal and jump in place excitedly. Alpha West chuckled at me. "There are so many." I glanced at him, asking for permission.

"Go for it," he nods, fighting back his amusement.

I squeal and sprint over to the towering bookshelves, running my fingers down the spine of over a hundred books. Row after row of neatly stocked books with their spines facing out in rows reaching for the mural ceiling. I ogled the thousands of books. Each bookshelf looks ornate and handcrafted. I wonder how they keep it all clean. I had never seen so many paperback books in my life. I found myself in the romance section and pick out a red cover book. I rush over to the comfortable leather sofa in front of a pair of floor-to-ceiling French windows. I don't know how long I've been reading until Alpha West clears his throat.

"Um, I-"

"I get it. I love books too. But we better get going." I frown and closed the book hesitantly. "Don't worry when he's gone. I promise we'll come back." He winks. I giggled. I hadn't giggled in a long time. I didn't like the idea of Olen leaving, nor did I want him to stay. My wolf was sad her alpha was leaving her, and I was sad because I didn't know why I was feeling this way.

He places his hand on my lower back, my heart flutters and my muscles tense a little, but I didn't deny him. He relaxes as he escorted us to who knows where.

"How about tomorrow we spend the day-"

"She won't be spending nothing with you," a deep voice replied only then did I realise who it was. Olen. And he looks mad-big Mad! "Meka." He gave me a look that was daring me to defy him. I wasn't stupid enough to. I glance up at Alpha West and gave him a small smile before walking towards the jerkface. The King, Queen Aurelia, Queen Blue, and Phoenix were all staring at us. "Keep your hands to yourself next time," Olen orders.

"She didn't seem to mind," he smirks. "How I see it. I did nothing wrong. Other than keeping her company."

"Did she now?" Olen said calmly, but I can feel how he was far from calm.

"Don't you have a plane to catch?" The alpha cocks his head to the side.

"He's right, son. You don't want to miss your flight," King Onyx says, sounding like more of a tease. He's toying with him.

Queen Aurelia shot him a look, and he winks. Queen Blue giggles.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her for you. I don't mind staying a few more days."

This was bad. I can feel him ready to explode but, on the outside, he looks so calm and collected.

"By all means," Olen smirks with an evil glint twinkling in his eyes. Alpha-wolfless-freak say what now?

The alpha arched a brow suspiciously. "You'll let me stay with her?" He sounded shocked and a little happy.

Olen laughs in his face dryly, "I said you can stay. Nothing about her."

This confused me and the alpha.

"Thought you said you're not taking her?" King Onyx asks, with a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. His father is a troublemaker. It was a different side of him I never saw. He was so relaxed and playful, with a look on his face like he knew something I didn't.

"I might need a midnight snack, it's a long flight." Olen shrugs.

The alpha growls at him, "You can't treat her like that."

"I can treat her, however, the fuck I want. She's mind." No one missed the possessiveness in his tone. He shocked himself and everyone else, except for his father. He clenched his jaw, irritated and commanded, "Take her to the car."

Phoenix nods for me to follow her while the king looked smug, knowing he won. Damn, he's good. The last thing I heard was the alpha telling him jealousy doesn't suit him. And the king said something I couldn't quite make out. Jealousy? Why would he be jealous of me-

"You know it's not polite to eavesdrop?" Phoenix told me without looking back.

"I wasn't," I lied. She glances over her shoulder with a pointed look. "That much," I whisper with my face flush from being caught.

She turns back around and continued walking to the group.

"What is she doing here?" the evil twin snaps.

"Violet." The pink hair girl's eyes widen at her scoldingly.

Violet? Close to violence. Perfect.

"Please tell me we are dropping her off somewhere. Like the prison or the ocean?"

"He's taking her," Phoenix shrugs. "In case he got hungry."

"We have enough humans on the plane to sate his appetite. He doesn't need her." She narrows her eyes at me with lips pursed.

"Babe," Flynn pulls her closer to him, calming her down.

I bite my lips, staring at my feet uncomfortably. I can't blame her for hating me. What we did was treason, but here I am still breathing, and I don't know why. Not like I'm complaining.

"Why would he take her?"

"Because he's a jealous prick," I turn around to find Alpha West smirking. My eyes widen at his statement. Clearly, he's not scared of him. Violet and Ike glared at him. If looks could kill. Phoenix was inspecting her perfectly pedicured nails, bored. The pink hair girl frowns and Flynn shakes his head. "So, um...." Is he blushing? I bite my lips from smiling at how adorable he looks. "When you're back gimme a call?" He hands me a black card, but only to have it snatched away by Olen the freakazoid. Where did he come from? I frown.

"Piss off," he opens the door to the black Ford stretch van, giving me a pointed look. I wanted to glare at him but decided against it. I don't want to make him angrier or die. So much for not being a pushover.

I gave West an apologetic smile and turn to leave when he grabs my hand, catching me off guard. "I'll see you soon, Meka." He raises my hand to his full soft lips. I blush, chewing my lips. He smirks at my reaction and releases my hand a bit too slowly for Olen's liking.

"Meka, get in the car now," Olen said, bored with a hint of annoyance in his tone.

Even though he had a blank expression on his face, I knew he was mad. Like super doper mad. I shot West a small smile and quickly got in. West glares at Olen, who just smirks at him. 

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Chapter 20: Airport.

Everyone was already sitting in the back. I felt out of place and intimidated, even though no one was paying any attention to me in the front seat.

The seats were soft buttery luxurious leather that was facing each other. There was a bar, a tv, and a lot more spacious than I thought it be. The windows were all tinted, allowing a clear view of our surrounding and blocking anyone from seeing in. The floor had plush white rugs and smells of fresh linens. I've never been in a luxury vehicle such as this. Our pack was rich, but nothing close to this. Plus, we prefer running than using human transportation. Unless we are going out of town. It would be weird to enter a human town in our wolf form.

Olen got in the driver's side and pull out the steering wheel, disabling the auto-drive mode. Indeed, a man who loved to be in control. Controlled freak. Not wanting to be near him, I scooch all the way to the edge of my seat away from him.

The ride was long, and I sat there quietly in my corner, leaning against the window. I was lost in my own thoughts, staring outside at the clear blue sky. My eyes drift over to Olen, who looks like he too was in deep thought. Not once did his gaze shift from the road ahead. He was incredibly handsome for a cold, heartless monster vampire hybrid prince. I had to fight the urge from staring at his perfect face and perfectly hard-sculpted body. Occasionally, he would run his hand over his hair that was growing back. He licked his full kissable lips, and it caught my attention. The way the pink tip of his tongue dips out of his mouth and wet his bottom lips with a promise of the sweetness to come. Images of that night filled my head. I nibble on my lips with dirty thoughts running through my mind. It has to be his blood doing. My wolf purr in my head. Suddenly, I was drawn out of my thoughts when I heard the divider when up, making it awkwardly quiet between us. I cringed and felt my face heat up. He knew I'm staring. I snap my gaze back to the window, staring at the trees like they were foreign to me.

"What happen between you two?" He asks out of nowhere; eyes still focus on the road with his jaw tense.

It took me a second to realise who he was referring to. "No-nothing," my voice soft and a bit jittery.

"Nothing?" He scoffs sarcastically. "He didn't seem to think so."

Is he jealous? "Umm, he just showed me the library."

"Just showed you the library. Is that why he thinks it's ok to claim what's mine?" He said calmly with a possessiveness that could be easily missed. Or did I imagine it?

I wanted to tell him I'm not his. But who am I kidding? He could end me with a snap of his finger.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to give him the wrong idea." I look down at my lap, playing with my fingers.

An awkward minute passes between us until he asks, "What were you thinking about earlier?"

"No-nothing," I shake my head and gulp the knot in my throat.

"Is that why you were staring at me like that?"

"I wasn't staring," I mumbled under my breath.

"I can smell you, kitten. Now don't lie to me," his voice ending with a light growl. I clenched my thighs together and mentally scold myself. Of course, he can smell my desire for him.

I gingerly peer up at him through thick lashes, biting my lips. My eyes dart to his lips unintentionally. I gulp and glance away, feeling all the blood rush to my cheeks. "Was it my touch?" My heart raced. "Or do you want to feel my lips on you?" My heart spike as I clenched my thighs tighter together.

"I wasn't thinking anything." I cringed at how unconvinced my voice came out. I didn't even believe me. Ugh!

"You are such a terrible little liar. Do you know what I do with liars?"

"You free them?"

"No. I prefer cutting their tongues or limbs off. Depending on the severity of the lie."

"I need mine," I swallow.

"Then don't lie to me."

"Am-am not."

He chuckles darkly. "I can smell your arousal. I bet you must be wet and clenching at the thought of having my mouth on that needy little pus-"

"Alright!" I squealed, cutting him off with my face strawberry red. "Jeeze, are you always this fudging lewd?"

"The word is fucking." I shot him a quick glare before turning my gaze to the road ahead. His mouth is so filthy. Not like he was lying. My wolf said in my head. Ugh, she is turning into a horn dog. Down, girl. "And yes, I am always this fuckin' lewd. Not like you don't like it."

The nerve of him! I scrunched up my nose in annoyance when in reality I can feel a heat growing in my stomach. "Well, I don't. I would prefer you not to speak to me that way."

"Did you just sass me?" He asks, taking back with a hint of humour in his tone.

Did I? I did, didn't I? My confidence grew a little, only to be shot down. A squeal left my lips when he pulls me on his lap with my legs on either side of him. The auto-drive was on. My back braced against the steering wheel and a hand rested on his firm chest. My heart was pounding in my chest with butterflies in my stomach. I was scared and excited at the same time. "Wh-what-"

"I don't like to be sass or disobey Meka," his voice was low and dark, filled with authority. Yet I couldn't help the way my spine tingled from him saying my name in his velvety smooth voice. I wiggled and tried to move off his lap, but his hands were resting on either side of the steering wheel, caging me in. "Do you remember the rules?" Yes, I nod. "When I ask you a question, I expect an answer," he whispers harshly into my ears. His warm breath fanning my neck made me shiver.

"Y-yes," I stutter. I hated how my body reacted to him. "T-then I should probably move back to my seat."

"Why is that?" He raised a brow at me.

Is he for real? Look who doesn't remember the rules now, huh? "Rule one," I bite my lips.

He brushes his thumb over my bottom lips, untucking them from between my teeth. "Fuck, this is so distracting." He said so low under his breath, more to himself than me. His eyes darken lustfully staring at my lips. My heart skips a beat, and goosebumps broke out on my skin. His touch was gentle but demanding in a way that was making me wet. "I said you don't touch me... nothing about me touching... you."

Arguing semantics, are we? "But I am touching you," my voice a whisper, staring at my small hands on his solid wide chest. I can feel his taut muscle against my palm and could help but wonder what it would feel like to run my tongue over them. My core clenched at the thought.

"Because I'm letting you." He began stroking my face, and I found myself leaning into his touch.

"W-why would you?"

His hand froze, and his body stiffen. When an unreadable emotion flash across his face before he clenched his jaw and move his arms. "Go," he orders in a cold, harsh voice.

I flinched and quickly scurried off his lap, back to my side. I felt the icy sting of rejection wash over me. He grips his steering wheel and deactivated the auto drive. His knuckles were turning white and the van speeding up. He was angry, and it scared me. Which only made him angrier. It was like he was having an inner battle with himself. I when back to staring out the window. For the rest of the ride, no one said anything or even looked at each other.

When we arrived at the airport, it was busy with humans hustling and bustling around with their suitcases. It was a huge steel, glass cacoon, aeroplanes flying above, and bright lights. A sea of people scanning their digital passports to check in and human holograms directing you to your gate. I have never seen so many humans before or seen a building as huge and amazing as this.

"Stop gawking and keep up," Olen the stupid confusing freakazoid order.

"Y-yes," He had a slight tick of annoyance in the jaw. "Yes sir," I quickly blurted out. I had to pretty much jog behind them.

"Umm, I don't have a pass-passport," I said low, but I knew he heard me over all the noise.

"I'll take care of it," he replied without looking back at me.

I continued to follow them, staring at the many faces and huge plasma screens displaying the many flights, Miami, Masco, New York, Sydney, Marid, Paris, London, Mali, Rome- I yelp bumping into someone.

"Oh my gosh," I gasp with my eyes wide at the human I knocked into. "I'm so very sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going."

He chuckled as his eyes take me in. "First time at an airport?" He had a thick Spanish accent and was cute for a human.

I chewed on my lip, looking down at my feet, blushing lightly. "Maybe." Maybe? Come on! I'm such a loser. I can't even flirt with a cute guy without stuttering. Not like I had any experience. The only guy I was allowed to be around was my brother and Sebastián. I felt my eyes tear up, but I quickly blink back my tears.

"It's not as intimidating as it looks. And I most certainly don't mind being run over by a beauty such as you."

I peer up at him with another apologetic smile, "I am sorry." Say something else other than sorry you lamo!

"It's fine, bonita," he smirks, showing off his gorgeous dimples. But not as gorgeous as Olen's. No bad bad bad bad Meka. "How about you tell me your name and we'll call it even?" He extended his hand to shake mine. "I'm Tavio."

"I'm-"

"Meka," Olen said in a clipped tone from out of nowhere and place his hand on my lower back possessively. "Now piss off, mate."

He pushes me forward, leaving Tavio hanging. I glance over my shoulder as he drags me away and mouthed sorry to a sad Tavio. I wanted to scream at him and ask what the fudge cakes mother fudging was that, but decided against it. For two reasons. One, his death grip and two, that murderous look he was trying to mask on his gorgeous stupid freakazoid face.

"Do you always blush like that when someone flirts with you?" Flirts with me? Was he flirting with me? I knitted my brows together. Olen snickers dryly, "You're fucking with me, right?" When he saw I wasn't, he breathes out loudly. "Why'd you think he was so nice?"

"Being friendly?" I frown.

"Friendly?" he snorts, dryly amused. "God, you're so naïve."

How dare he! I'm not that naïve. Not because someone is nice, it means they are flirting. "Not everyone is as churlish as-" I held back my tongue when I realise what I was about to say. Trying to get myself murdered in an airport.

"As me?" He finishes my sentence mockingly.

"No," I gulp. He arched a challenging brow at me. I sigh, "Yes," and told the truth.

"While you were busy looking cute, the twat had his eyes all over you. There is only one thing he wanted, and that's between those sexy legs of yours," his voice ended with a light growl and his grip tightened on me.

He thinks I'm cute and have sexy legs? I quickly shake the thoughts from my head. " His name is Tavio and you don't know that for sure."

He snickers humourlessly at me. "I don't give a fuck whatever the cunt's name is. It's whatever the bloody hell I say it is. And if you were paying attention, you would have smell his desire towards you." He took a deep breath in to calm himself. I can feel his dominance oozing out of him and his body heating up. I couldn't understand why he was getting so worked up over something so innocent. "Even dressed like that, these cunts can't keep their filthy eyes off you," he said more to himself than me.

Only then did I notice the lustful looks I was getting from the males around us? That's why he's mad? I wanted to ask, but I knew he was holding himself back from murdering everyone in here. Some of them were real creeps. He guides us to a restricted section down the escalator. He removed his hand, and I hated myself for missing the warmth I felt from his hand on me. I can feel my heart beating faster by the second as we descended with a dreadful feeling plaguing me.

"Relax if I wanted you dead, you'd be dead a long time ago. Still debating it," he mumbles the last part under his breath.

I gulp down the knot in my throat and pray to the goddess he's still debating it. Three-quarters way down the escalator we suddenly pass through some invisible wall. I gasp at all the people, but not just any people. Werewolf, vampires, witches, and fay were all busy rushing to their gates. It was a whole other world, only supernatural. Wow.

"Took you forever," Phoenix rolls her eyes with a shopping bag in her hand. When did she have the time to go shopping? "If we are to be seen with you, we need to fix," she waves her hands over my body distastefully, "this," and grimaces. She shoves the black shopping bag in my arms. "The bathroom is this way, come on. And don't think about running or pulling any foolish stunt."

Violet rolls her eyes at me. The pink hair girl, whose named I'm yet to know, gave me a sad smile. Flynn had his arms around his mates with a straight face. Ike and Olen disappear.

"Hurry up will ya cupcake? We don't have all day," Phoenix yells and opens the bathroom door for me.

"Sor-sorry," I mumbled under my breath and quickly hurried in. She bought me a silky spaghetti strap rose pink blouse, denim jacket and black rider's boots with three-inch heels. She had good taste-Oh. My. Fudging-GOSH! I gasp at the price. This little piece of silky material is worth four pairs of jeans and a dozen of my dresses.

"I-I can't wear this," I turned facing Phoenix who was busy texting. "I'm sor-"

"Wear the bloody thing. We won't have you in rags. You should be lucky, Olen agrees, or you'd be half-naked with a leash."

My wolf growls in my head at her. I knew arguing would be pointless, so I quickly changed into a stall. When I got out, she looked me over a few times with a satisfying nod and said, "About time. Let's go."

The door was pushed open and in strolls four men. Werewolves.

"Shit," she drops her phone, staring at the tattoo on their left hand.

I followed her line of sight and paled. Purist hunters.