Chapter 88
Traded To The Lycan King
part of me is stiff as I sit in the dark in my chair for heaven knows how long. It feels like , but with no sun to measure time it could be hours or even weeks. All I do know is I hurt and utterly alone. After filming what they asked me to, they tortured mom for fun and made me watch.
whip, strike like it was my own flesh as sobbed and for them to stop. I would have happily taken those painfully hits for her but they torturing because she disobeyed.
They doing show me they all the control, all the power and it has only lit a fire in my chest. One of anger and hatred. A burning for revenge not freedom.
is a sound of clinking and outside the darkroom Iâve been left in. But noises donât mean anything here. It could be a guard passing by a new victim being dragged to their demise. The dungeon makes plenty of noise, and more often than not, it even screams.
not until light in me that I realize I may not have been completely forgotten and Iâm not sure which is worse. Being remembered in this hellhole, or being left for dead. I wince, turning away from the bright light as it burns my eyes. A shadow falls over me and hurried footsteps rush me â
time upstairs,â Teiran whispers in my ear. I open my mouth to speak, but my voice gets caught in my throat. âCan you walk?â
I nod my head he helps me up, and then I promptly crumble to my feet, a pained whine escaping my parched lips. His large hands catch me by the elbow âWoah,â He mutters with a sigh.
Let me help you.â
I him weakly and he chuckles to himself.
âStubborn hybrid.â He mutters before he bends down and lifts me up. I try to squirm, but exhaustion overwhelms me and I give up.
Where you taking me â
croak, my throat searing in pain.
able to convince the king to treat you like a guest, rather than a prisoner.â He murmurs.
Can I leave ask. Itâs not like I donât know what the answer will be, it will be ânoâ, but girl can try.
He snorts laugh and doesnât respond, which only confirms exactly what I figured as he steps out of the room and down the hall.
We pass cells, some empty and others with old and grungy looking prisoners who must have been here for ages. Teiran deftly moves toward a and takes at a time.
The seem to go on for an eternity I fall in and out of consciousness for small spurts of time. When we finally ascend to the top, he walks about hundred feet before a massive iron clad door opens. I watch as we exit it, Teiran looking dwarfed by the massive frame.
âWoahâ¦â I unable to keep my to myself.
It is when in dragon form.â He simply.
I notice as we it looks nothing like the he had taken me before meeting the king. Instead of too hot and dry, can hear bird tweeting, through the hallway he turns, I notice a loud rumbling noise that grows clearer with and the air when I my bones, the way the moves with a furious rage. I know what coming before we and it my wolf and feeds my . My closed as inhale the damp air and, slightly, I begin to more alive again.
âDonât even think about , hybrid.â Teiran like he bored.
am too weak use it am enjoying it, how it â I murmur. He doesnât respond we and I open my , watching in wonder as we walk behind the that hammers , singing its song of nature relish every damn second, my body shivering at the to be in the submerge myself and the way it would heal me was allowed to touch it. But just as as I , it into the I am carried away.
âThere will be rules to your He says.
if I break the ask. He snorts and shakes his head.
find yourself in the dungeon the whims Jennifer the junky.â
1/3 I press my lips thought, what his relationship with her is and why he work with her clear that they both Giselle and know she is up something, is trust between them.
You find myself with my mother Your mother has been many , and you being up means she will be tortured less. They kicked up her torture to get a rise out of . Your mother is safer with you up here.â
I think about his words, hating that he is probably right.
What stay as he and me down. I press my hand to the wall, steadying myself as he unlocks the door.
from this lock and ?â He and I nod.
âThat will not to kill your mom.â Jenniferâs voice echoes down the hall behind me. I turn to look at her and she gives me a fake smile. âI have kill the bitch for so I would love the chance to finally do it.â
will die before she does I grit out and she throws her back in laughter.
She like she believes me, but her demeanor otherwise.
âWhy here Jennifer? I told you on a mission,â Teiran asks.
Oh, you worry about me. Iâm on my way out. I was just making sure our esteemed guest makes it to her room.â She shrugs.
Teiran arches a brow before taking an intimidating step toward her.
âIs there a reason you would think the kingâs own son would you to verify he can do a simple room change?â He asks, and she pales, her lips twitching she hisses and steps back.
âOf course not.â She grumbles âIn truth, I just passing by on my way out.â
âThen, by already.â He growls and she scowls at him before taking a few steps back and turning and scurrying away. Then he turns to me and pushes the door open. âGet in.â
I myself into the room. The lights coming on and showing a beautiful room carved out of stone. Plants line the moss and flowers planted in of the rock.
To my right there is a bed, covered in white linens and in the far corner a small trickling fountain of water. I rush to it, cupping my hands and slurping much as I can.
is heavenly cool and crisp easing my pains a tonic to my aching body.
splash it on my , my mouth falling open as it feels like it caresses skin, and I stand upright, looking at Teiran, who watches me with curious eyes.
âWe need to talk.â He , the door closing behind him.
âThen talk, prince crossing my arms my .
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want Giselle dead.â
. âAnd I want my father freed from her hold she has him.â
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me to do?
with a frown.
âI need word,â he .
âMy ? What good does my word do?â
scoff.
both the the and and of the sirens He .
You have more power than anyone born one world.â
makes think to me not sure he understands how the works. I am a Luna not the alpha and I may be a princess to the sirens, but it is not a title can as a âbreed.
not entirely sure I can be underwater without drowning for more than a minute.
âYour King, he is on his us. With the someone who way around here. And Caspianâ¦
, he wonât up on you, not now that he has finally got his .â
I see his point, but doesnât his demand any sense is it from me ask understand.
eyes dark and he licks his lips.
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want to bring and I want you to promise my father will live I shake my chuckling. âWar is already coming. If Merikh is on his way-â
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you donât understand. We already know they are on their way and which way they will use to sneak in. I didnât come by this information on my own. Giselle knows their plan. Where is you think Jennifer is going?â
Panic in my throat and I swallow roughly, trying to fucking understand what he wants and how to warn Merikh.
â
will help escape tonight.â He whispers.
âBut you said if I escape, Jennifer will kill my mother,â
scoff. âI just got her back. I wonât let her die.â
He drags hand over his .
âThere is nothing can do for your mother. Right now, you need to choose her or your mate. You have twentyâfour hours to decide.â