Chapter 15 : trapped
Chapter 15: Trapped
Milo pov
I whimpered and pushed harder, my legs screaming in pain as I rounded a corner. Another hallway. Another one of the endless hallways, and without wasting time, I dashed blindly towards one, passing past closed doors, but I didn’t dare stop to try them. They could be locked. And I know that if I, much as I slow down my pace, then I will be caught.
I flew past a group of guards who immediately jumped aside with wide, startled eyes, but they didn’t stop me.
Of course, they would dare interfere
No one dared get in the way of the King.
Especially not when their king was having his fun.
Possessed, Primal, Worse.
“You betrayed me, traitor. I would make sure I burn your foolish pack to the ground.”
His threats bounced from wall to wall, and I felt helpless. My lungs burned, and my legs screamed to stop running. But I kept on going, the fear of my survival pushing me forward.
“Five…”
“Four…”
“Three…”
The numbers played back in my head like a curse. I didn’t realize I was crying until the tears blurred my sight and nearly sent me crashing into a nearby pillar.
I stumbled, catching myself before i fell down,
“Mate…” I’d heard him whisper.
No. He was wrong. I wasn’t his mate. I wasn’t anyone’s mate. I was just…
A mistake.
An impostor.
A boy in a dress to save his sister from her fate. To prove to his family that I am not a failure or a disappointment.
Suddenly, I heard a deep growl, almost breathing at my back.
A loud yelp escaped my lips.
I skidded down a staircase, barely catching the railing in my hurry.
I turned another corner, that was when I saw it. A huge door loomed at the end. and blessed the moon when the handle gave way.
I darted inside and slammed it shut, locking the bolt from the inside.
I leaned against the door, my blood roaring in my ears, as I struggled to breathe.
I dropped to the floor, hugging myself, back against the door, as I wept in silence.
My mind couldn't stop thinking of how close I was to being…
BOOM.
A fist crashed against the door, rattling the hinges.
My heart sank into my stomach.
“You think this little piece of scrap will stop me?” his voice thundered, every bang on the door vibrating deep into my soul.
“You think I wouldn’t smell your fear?”
I bit my lip so hard I could taste blood.
“Plea…please I am sorry…”
Another slam shook through the whole building. I stared in horror as the lock cracked from the force.
He was breaking through the door.
My eyes darted across the pitch dark room. As a werewolf, I was supposed to have night vision, but for mysterious reasons, I was not born with a wolf. Hence, the werewolf perks that come with free vision are not working for me.
I scrambled away from the door, crawling on my knees, slipping on rugs, and knocking over a basin. My heart hammered in my chest. My limbs were trembling.
“Just go…, please leave me alone…”
“Boomm!”
the lock shattered, and the door burst open. revealing the cause of my possible death.
The sight of him rooted me in place,
His eyes… were glowing deep red. I have never seen any wolf that has that type of primal eye color. I choked on my sob.
For a reason ,I knew that pleading would be fruitless because the person in my front wasn't master,
Noo, he was a demon in human form. A demon that would probably send me to hell.
“Found you.”
And he smiled.
A savage, terrifying smile that sent death chills up my spine.
“I will enjoy breaking you like a piece of ragdoll”
“Please…ah!”
Before I could even scream, he lunged, reaching me before I could blink.
He was super fast, probably the fastest wolf I have ever seen.
One hand fisted in my hair, yanking me back. Pain exploded from my scalp, but that didn’t stop me from kicking and begging.
But it was as if I was trying to stir an ocean with my bare hands. He pulled me tight against his chest, his hot breath breathing down on me.
“You ran, little liar, straight into the perfect place where you belong.” He switched on the lights, momentarily blinding my eyes.
I froze when my vision became accustomed to my surroundings.
My struggles and fighting stopped lies. I was on pause. That was when I felt it…
The air in the room felt a little off. I had not sensed it when I came in, but as he said it, I began to see the deep shit I had gotten myself into.
Warm, Possessive, and Him. The scent of him was potent in the room.
Everything inside this room smelled like him.
Shit!!
I cursed my ignorant self on why I hadn't noticed earlier.
The room was massive and familiar. Couldn't have been more familiar because this was the room I changed in a few hours ago. Especially in the center…
Stood a majestic and enormous bed.
This was no ordinary bedroom.
This was a wolf’s den.
I ran straight into his bedroom.
My blood ran cold.
“No. No no no…”
“Now… you’ll see what happens to traitors who run.” His voice intruded my thoughts.
“I will break you from head to toe. Then I would make sure you never have those pretty legs to run again.”
I shivered, and I was trapped alone.
With him.
I heard the loud tearing of clothes, followed by the cold hitting my exposed skin.
A shocked gasp tore through my throat. But before I could react…
He threw me onto the bed.
I landed on the soft bed like a ragdoll.
My hands immediately flew to cover my exposed part, but a deep growl stopped my actions.
“Don't you ever dare” the master growled, his eyes becoming even darker as his eyes continued to drink me in.
shame and disgust burned through me, but I couldn't do anything to stop it.
It was finally happening.
It wasn’t like I hadn’t seen it coming. The real definition of pet was to satisfy its master. But call it ignorance or just wishful thinking, but I had hoped that I wouldn't encounter the same fate like other pets. That i would maybe just become a servant in my disguise until I plan out my escape…
The sound of heavy chains clicking into place broke my thoughts. Sucking the air out of my lungs.
I hadn’t seen him move, nor did I see where the chains had come from.
My hands flew up to tug at it, but I found how stupid of an idea it was because it was bound as well.
No matter how much I struggled, it won't budge.
“No… please…”
“Quiet,” the master growled, the word sharp like a whip across my skin.
His hand roughly shoved me backward, and I fell onto the massive bed sinking into sheets that smelled like him. The chains clattered noisily.
He loomed over me like a raging beast in a cage that had finally been unshackled.
“You thought you could run from me, traitor?”
“You thought a few fake tears would save you from what you’ve done…?”
The word traitor coming out from his mouth hitted me hard in my chest.
I opened my mouth to speak, to beg one last time, to explain that it was a setup, before he decides my fate,
but he pounced…
His lips crashed onto mine with a fury that stole all my breath away. It wasn’t a kiss. It was a punishment. Filled with anger, hunger, and rage. His tongue forced its way past my lips, devouring me like he wanted to erase every lie I had ever told him.
My head spun, and I couldn't get enough air to my lungs. My body jerked beneath him, screaming, but it came out as deep muffled sounds.
When I thought I would suffocate from lack of air. He released me. I fell back into the bed while panting for breath like a mad dog.
I felt his hand grip my hair hard, yanking me back, until I cried out in pain.
Shame burned my face like hot charcoal, as my mouth was violated by him. My back aches painfully, my bare ass directly sitting on his already hard cock.
“This mouth,” he hissed, dragging his thumb roughly across my swollen lips down my throat. “is filled with lies.”
My heart pounded as I tried to escape his hold, but hisbhars grip on my hair kept me painfully in place. My immobilized hands hanging useless in my front.
Then his hand moved, Fast.