Chapter 110
I was forced to join the Hunt like I’ve been told my entire life and I get punished for it. I’m taken by the King as his chosen mate as it should be according to the teachers and parents and every other adult I’ve met in my life, I do this and I get punished. I live in his palace, tormented and played with like a toy, as though I exist merely for his pleasure and amusement, I take classes with the teacher from hell to learn how to be the best mate to the King and again I get punished. I meet a man who tells me he can help me, save me, take me away from the dungeon I’ve been put in and I am the fool who yet again gets punished.
It’s like I was born and the gods looked down at me cradled against my mother’s chest and said’ She shall not breathe an easy breath’ and so then and there hellfire began to burn around me.
“Is the pity party over soon?” Trixy asked snidely.
“It’s not a pity party, I’m just so damn tired,”
“Well snap out of it because you’re about to experience what it feels like to be a Belle and then we’re dead. Are we just going to let them?”
“The Bells have a choice, when did we ever have that?” I asked quietly, too exhausted to speak in more than a whisper.
The guys circled me and it felt like an out-of-body experience, like I was hovering above everyone staring down and seeing my exhausted body and tired eyes just looking helplessly around.
I was still holding the teddy together in my front, if I let go my chest would be on full display.
Their eyes darkened and one of the guards used his speed and stood in front of me. He cupped my cheek and his warm thumb pressed down my chin.
“Don’t look so afraid, baby,”
“We’re gonna take good care of you,” another said when he pressed up behind me.
“For a few hours at least,” a third one said and bit down on his lip.
The one in front of me tugged on my hand that held the thin fabrics together but I clutched it tighter.
“You’re resisting,” he exclaimed.
What a genius.
“Bite me,” I spat.
His thumb ran over my lips and he grinned.
“I’d love to,” he said and pulled my hand down and locked it behind my back.
I could still see everything happening from above while also feeling every touch and sensing the panic arise. That pissed me off, the panic, the fear, and the fact that I was doing nothing down there.
A growl rumbled in my chest and Trixy was stirring impatiently.
The guys hand drew gentle caresses down my chest while the one behind me slid his hand down my back and his lips traced a trail down my neck.
“You will want to stop,” I said calmly.
No matter how tired I was or how hopeless I felt I couldn’t just give up and let myself be used.
Too much shit had happened for my life to end this way and I still remember Darian’s words through the mind link.
“You’re sexy when you give out orders. Do it again,” he whispered an inch away from my lips. His fingers wrapped around my throat and he chuckled darkly when I saw my lips parting in a breath.
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The guy only had one of my hands locked behind my back, the other one was as free as a bird.
My claws grew from my nail beds and I smiled at the poor excuse of a man before I dug my claws into his crotch.
The gasp, oh man, it was the sweetest sound and he bent over in pain to where his ear was just close enough to my lips.
“I said, you will want to stop. Was that sexy enough for you?”
He staggered back but there was no time to spill. I pulled my claws out and slashed through the air aiming for the second guy’s face.
I only scratched him and they were all recovering quickly from the shock of seeing their friend clutching his bleeding dick in his hands.
“You fucking cunt!” He yelled out and I watched his hand inch closer to my face so I ducked and rose with my fist connecting with his chin on my way up.
“That’s enough.” the guy behind me barked.
My head started burning when it felt like he was ripping the hair from my scalp as he grabbed a fistful and pulled me back.
I grabbed his hand, dug my claws in deep and the guy threw me on the floor and looked at his hand.
I saw how his eyes gradually changed from pain to anger and once he locked them on me they were obsidian. He raised his foot and kicked my stomach but a laugh peeled from my lips.
His friend spat in my hair and a third grabbed my hands and held them over my head.
I laughed, a menacingly psychotic laugh and I loved to hear it. My back arched from the floor and Trixy stepped up and joined me. I locked eyes with one of the guys and he saw what I was about to do, I was going to shift and rip their heads from their bodies. Maybe I’d mail them to their parents for a last goodbye.
“Fuck,” one of them groaned.
“I am sick of being used by little boys who weren’t loved enough as babies,” my eyes were yellow and I growled in a warning but the one whose dick was still bleeding got up from his cradled position and sat on top of me. His hand connected with my cheek and my head snapped to the side.
Something splattered on my face and I looked up to see what it was that felt so wet, maybe he spat on me, but all I saw was a body, the guy’s head was
gone.
The body slowly fell to the side and landed next to his friend. Behind him, holding his head like it was a prized catch was Gabe and I now saw that the uhinged anger ran in the family.
The others turned and readied themselves for a fight but it never came. Gabriel was quick as a fly, over by each of them before they could blink and he ripped one heart, and two heads, and on the last guy, the one who kicked me, Gabe’s hand just went straight through and out through his spine.
He was covered in blood and dropped the last head from his hand.
“Where the fuck is my brother?”
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