Chapter 53 53
Phoebe~~
Days were gone when I was threatened. As much as I loved Angeline, and she had been of help to me, I wasn't going to accept what I couldn't stand any longer. I took that shit from Knox until I decided to be the good girl so I could get what I wanted.
But here, what reason could make me that stupid again when I could fend for myself out there? How long would I live in bondage, not being seen and of no use? Wouldn't my family be mad at me in the afterlife for being so dumb and disrespecting their training of me?
I didn't know that Angeline could mindlink me until I heard his voice in my mind. ‘Don't take that shit from him and forget about me. I'm destined to die, so you don't have to be guilt-trapped because of me. Think of yourself, your people and Alpha Knox’s people in bondage. You are their hope, so don't let him own you, or others would curse you. If I decide not to die, I will have to fight for myself, and we will meet again.’
My chest tightened in both sadness and guilt while listening to her voice. Hadn't she suffered enough?
But I didn't need to feel guilty or entitled to save her this time, especially since she also knew that.
I summoned the courage left in me and bowed to Alpha Dean, and with my shoulders held high, I said to him, "I'm sorry, but I have no business with Angeline, and I'm not going to be under you.” With that, I left the throne room without hearing more words from him. I went straight to my bedroom, stood and watched out through the window while struggling not to cry for hours.
What would happen to her? Would he really kill her as he said?
Tears burned so much in the corner of my eyes, but I didn't let them roll down. Maybe I was hating him more than I did to Knox, since he claimed to be close to my father. Knox had a motive and came into my brother's life, and when I found out his real self, I wasn't shocked at how cruel he was.
But alpha Dean? He could have just told me that he had eyes on me and wanted me as his woman instead of claiming that he was taking me for my safety and to please my deceased father.
If the dead could speak, would they show gratitude to him for what he wanted to force me into? How delusional was that man who called himself the ruler?
I refused their meal that night and even declared that I needed to be alone, so the servants left me to be on my own. I was beginning to make plans to leave even before he said it, just so I wouldn't be taken unaware.
That night, after I had washed up and was arranging the room in my lingerie, a knock came on the door. Before I could even look up, the door was opened and two guards dashed in like they owned the room.
I narrowed my gaze. Did they lack manners this much?
“Alpha orders that we bring you to him,” one of them said, and I dropped the pillow I was holding.
I stepped backwards, “For what? If he wants my audience, why send you two like I'm a criminal?”
They didn't even respond to me but hurled me away, and I didn't want to fight them. They dragged me into a certain room and shut the door behind me, leaving me in shock.
What just happened? Was this the beginning?
“Welcome, princess!” I heard his voice from behind and shuddered at first. “You look so shocked for someone who was summoned by me.”
There he was, standing and holding a rope in his hands. I looked around the room, and I couldn't believe it. This wasn't his bedroom because there was no bed. All I could see were several weapon-like objects, making me wonder if he wanted to torture me.
I deepened my gaze and asked him, “What are we doing here? You could have just called for me instead of having those men barge into my room like I had no privacy, and then drag me here like I committed treason." I gestured, my eye movement said all I was anxious about because nothing made sense any longer.
He scoffed, taking slow but steady steps towards me. “Why do I have to ask for permission in my palace?” was his first question, and I couldn't believe I just heard that from him. “My men have the right to see your nude and even claim you. Is that a big deal?”
“What?” The word left my lips so fast, my heart thudding continuously in my chest. “Alpha Dean, are you drunk?”
His expression darkened, but I didn't care.
“How dare you say that to my face and still refer to me as a princess? So are you saying that your men claim your mistresses and luna, yet you want me to be one?” I lashed out at him, and he only clenched his jaw, maybe fighting his anger. “You knew I was a whore in that club and what I did just because my body was my pride. Even a whole dangerous Knox does a lot of work to have me, so who the fuck are you to think you'd do with my body what you want, all because you took me out of the Fearless Keepers pack? And I hope you won't dare mention how close you are to my father again, because you are more like a foe, and he didn't know.”
As I shut my mouth, everything went still, but I was still boiling in anger. I couldn't imagine one guard stepping over me and bending my waist just to thrust his forsaken còck into my holy pùssy. Are they knots?
“Let's see how it goes, Phoebe. What do you think?” he asked after several seconds of silence, coming closer while I stepped backwards.
In the blink of an eye, he was before me, and he flipped me around and grabbed my hands backwards. He tied me up in several struggles to free myself and dragged me towards a particular long table where he bent me over to lean my upper limb on.
“After I'm done with you here, you will have no reason not to accept being mistress,” he whispered to me, and I spat out instantly. “I'd love to hear your moans with those lips. Make sure to moan so loud and get wet so much for me, baby girl. I would dig your pùssy, suck the fuck outta it, eat up your nipples, finger fuck you until you tremble in climax and long for more. When I'm done, you're going to apologise and ask for more, and I'm going to give it to you as many times as you want, and even have a threesome with you.”
My wolf snarled in my head.
I wanted to rip this man apart with my hands, but I was so weak. I couldn't imagine him doing all those things to me when he wasn't my mate. And even a threesome? He was so crazy.
When I tried to lift my upper body from the table, he pressed my neck and pinned me back there, but my wolf couldn't stand it any longer and took over me. I found myself tearing the rope he used on my hands, then turning to face him.
He charged up as well upon seeing how my wolf was reacting in me, but I was fast enough to smack his face and hit his groin before twitching to the door. He tried coming closer to catch up with me, but stretched my hand and landed a blow to his face.
Before I could open the door, someone did so from the outside, and I came face to face with three men looking brutal and standing before me.