~Damien~
I was pacing in front of the large rooms, with my hands behind my back, the servants lined beside the wall uniformly with their heads deeply bowed.
They must not lift their head except I told them to.
“Nobody is telling what’s happening, Damien?” Bianca flopped down on an empty couch with a frown.
“I left for the weekend and the pack is in hassles, this has never happened before, the pack has been peaceful and Damien you...” I stopped pacing with a side glance at her, she bite down a retort.
“You haven’t changed.” She grumbled, I ignored her, she was the least of my problem at the moment.
“Did you miss me?” She grinned from ear to ear and stood up from the couch.
“I know you do, I’m your little princess ain’t I? I missed you so much, Damien.” She kept on rasping with a broad smile on her face.
“So when am I gonna be the Queen?”
“Do not annoy me.” I was flippant, the smile fades off into a smirk.
“I have forgotten who you are,” She went back to the couch and sat down with her legs crossed.
“King Damien!” I turned and saw Roland coming in with her, her hands were tied and she was pulled along.
“Walk!” Roland shouted at her, I know he hated wolves, he lost everything to the wolves. He wanted us to be more domineering to the weak werewolf clan.
“I didn’t do anything...” she whimpered quietly behind Ro.
Roland stopped walking when he got close to me and pushed her to the ground.
Such a petite thing.
I could crumple her with my hands.
“Untie her,” I growled at Roland, Dugan was restless seeing her tied.
“I didn’t do anything,” She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. I held her gaze and my skin prickled strangely.
“I don’t know what happening...” her voice trailed off with the tears in her throat.
“Who is she?” Bianca popped her head from behind me.
“A slave brought to the King, she’s a wolf,” Ro replied Bianca with pure despite in his voice.
“Is that it?” Bianca didn’t seem convinced.
“I said untie her!” I bawled at Roland.
“She could be a spy Damien! You can’t trust the werewolves.” Bianca stepped closer to me, while Roland took off the binds on her hands.
“Shut up, and don’t meddle in my affairs.”
“It’s our affairs, I’m going to be the Queen soon.”
“I won’t warn you again.” I sneered and she moved away from me with a glare at Viola.
“Cranon could be using her as a spy, why would he give her to you if he wasn’t up to something,” Roland explained I wasn’t heeding what he was saying, I was staring at her, holding her injured wrist.
I squat and lift her chin with a finger.
“Where you in the Harem?” I asked calmly, that wasn’t how I intended to sound, I wanted to be threatening.
“Yes, I was asked to clean up the place, I was told you were coming to the harem.” Her voice was quavering. I was lost in her eyes and her tears that were dropped on my hand.
“I saw the ladies in the room, I told them that I was asked to clean the room, and they left so I could do what I was asked to. I...I...I’m not a spy.” She cried. I was tempted to believe her that she had nothing to do with this. There was no way she could have known her way around the pack.
She was just let out of the dungeon.
I didn’t know what was wrong with me but I needed a reason to believe her.
“I swear, I would never do such a thing, why would I let them go?!”
“Because you’re a spy!” Roland yelled at her.
“Did Roland hurt you?” Her left cheek was red and swollen and the side of her eye was bruised.
“Who dares to hurt her?!” Dugan growled.
“No one touches, mate.” I stood up without saying a word to Dugan.
She was too scared to talk, she dropped her head down to my feet.
“Did you hit her, Ro?” My breathing was rampant, and Dugan was surging through me.
“She was..I...I...King Damien, I’m sorry”
“No one touches her except me! She belongs to me and no one must lay a finger on her! Ever again!” Dugan was out of me completely, growling at Roland.
“I’ll punish her my way, and do not ever do this again, Gemma!”
Roland submits he knows how frightening the Lycan side of me was.
“Guards, take him out of my sight!” I turned my back on him. “...and lock him up!”
“Damien! He’s your Gemma!” Bianca fumed, she points a finger at Viola.
“And her, you’re not going to punish her?”
“If I choose to punish her or not it has nothing to do with you, Bianca.”
“Who is she to you? Damien would never spare a wolf even with the slightest mistake!”
“She’s a gift to the King, I owned her and I chooses to punish how I deemed fit...” I said in a low gravelly voice.
“You’ll not question me, Bianca!” And that was final.
“I’m sorry, Damien.” She dropped her head.
“Come with me,” I said to Viola, she lifts herself from the ground, wishing to sink into it, as she could barely lift her head.
Her legs were wobbly and couldn’t walk straight.
“Close the doors.” The doors were shut behind her and she stood beside it with her lips pursed together.
I could hear a faint sob.
“They ladies left after the encounter You is that right, slave?” I was facing the window in the room.
“Yes but it wasn’t me, there’s a miss-up somewhere.”
“Well then.” I would wait till Lucas tell me what he found out. I spun around and face her.
“Since there is no harem, you will become my little pet, to ease my pain.”
Her eyes snapped sharply at me, meeting my gaze. A cocky smile played on my lips.
“They ladies are gone ain’t they?”
“It wasn’t...” Her voice cracks.
I took a long stride and close the distance between us and I bends slowly staring at her small red face.
She avoided my gaze and bashed her lashes.
“Is...there anything you want me to do, Alpha?” She was sputtering and her breaths were shallow.
“Blow me.” My voice was hoarse behind her ears.
“What?” She stammered and her eyes widen at me, I half smiled when she met my eyes and averted them immediately.
How cute.
“That’s how merciful I can be, little mate.” I stroke her hair lightly with her fingers.
“I thought you wanted to make her life miserable, Damien.”
“Shut up, Dugan.”
“You’re all the same.” She muttered and tears spilled out of her eyes. She sniffed and wiped the tears off.
What does she mean by that?
I pull off my pants and let it fall down my legs and grabbed her hair and pulled her closer to me and forced her to her knee.
“Become my little pet or get killed?”
She fell on her knees in front of me, and her hands were clammy, unzipped my pants, and let them down my legs.
“As you wish, King Damien.”