Delicate.

Chapter 71:

Kaya's pov.

Dejectedly, I maneuvered my way through the bustling streets of the pack, my heart thumping in my chest. I got to the palace gates and I was allowed by the Alpha's command, he already told them that I would be there that night.

I gulped in fear of what was about to come, my legs refusing to cooperate with the rest of my body. I found it hard to make my way up the stairs, because I knew I was about to come face to face with my own death.

I don't know why things always seem to move from bad to worse for me. Just when I thought things had gotten better, I managed to land myself in another trouble barely twenty four hours after my arrival here.

I only had to knock once before his shrewd voice beckoned on me to enter from inside. I took three deep breaths before pushing the door open and making my way in. The sound of my slippers gliding across the floor was the only sound in the room.

It was dark and chilly in his room. I stood by the door, trying to make out his figure and find out where he was sitting but I couldn't see anything.

“Shut the door.” He commanded and I quickly obeyed but remained standing by the door, not making another move.

Suddenly, the lights came on and I gasped, my gaze finally falling on him sitting on the bed. He's shirtless and his skin shone under the dim light. I gulped, focusing my attention on everything but him.

“Come here Kaya.” He called out, his voice was soft, which was totally unlike him. For a moment, I felt I was talking to a different person. But when I saw the smirk on his face, I realized that he was just being as deceitful as always.

Slowly, I made my way over to him until I was standing in front of him, still shaking from fear. He got up and went to stand behind me, his index finger pushing back the hair that was resting on my cheek. I clenched my breath as soon as his hand made contact with my skin.

“Do you remember Kaya? I told you that the only way to survive here is to make yourself useful?” He whispered, making me shudder. I nodded my head in response, wondering where he was going with this.

“It's time for you to prove to me how useful you can be.” He let out a chuckle before going back to his sitting position. He leaned back a little, corking his head to the side and wearing a grin. His nasty stares did nothing but make me feel naked. I held the silk gown I was wearing, afraid that it might fall off with the way he was staring at me.

“Take off your clothes.”

I snapped my neck up to look at him, my jaw hanging open in shock. I stared at him for a long time, waiting for him to rephrase what he said because I refuse to believe what I had just heard.

“Sire..” I mumbled.

“Did I stutter? I'm pretty sure I made myself loud and clear Kaya. Take off your clothes.” He said it again and I gasped, more tears streaming down my cheeks.

“Please…” I mouthed, my lips quivering.

Have I not been humiliated enough? Why would he ask me to do something like this? Why doesn't he just kill me and get it over with?

“Don't enrage me Kaya. You said you would do anything if I allowed you to keep your baby and this is what I want. So get on with it!” He leaned back even more, ready to feast his eyes.

This is simply too much. How can I possibly take my clothes off in front of him? I am not an object of pleasure.

“Why are you hesitating?” His nose scrunched up in annoyance.

“Listen to me Kaya, if you don't do as I say, I will do nothing to you. Instead, I'm going to make sure that baby of yours is put through pain right in front of you.”

“No..! No.. I will. I will do whatever you want.” I sniffed and started to take off my gown immediately. My sole purpose is to protect my son, I can't let any harm come to him, even if it takes my dignity.

Soon, my dress was on the floor, leaving me in my undergarments alone. I tugged at my bra from behind, releasing the hook. As soon as the book came off, I was covered in goosebumps. I took the bra off, my full breasts pointed to Alpha Silas. His eyes widened in lust, I could see it clearly and it made my heart ache.

“Stop!” He ordered as soon as my hands reached for my panties. My eyes, filled with tears, looked up at him, waiting for what he was going to do next.

He got up, staring at my mounds with so much desire, not minding that they were almost dripping with milk. He raised his hands, cupping each one from the bottom side, lifting them and then letting them drop with a bounce. I shut my eyes in disgust, unable to withstand the lust in his eyes anymore. He was treating me like a harlot.

“So fucking juicy.” He groaned and cupped my mounds again, this time around, gently massaging them. He kept on sighing as his hands flowed rhythmically around my breasts. He brought his face closer and closer, aiming to take them in his mouth.

I pulled my head back, almost at the brink of tears, filled with regrets and pain. I wasn't sure how I was going to withstand what was about to happen.

“I can't wait to explore all of you..” he whispered, his dirty hand moving down to my stomach and then up to my breast again, cupping it once again and giving it a light squeeze.

“Tonight, you will warm my bed.” He was filled with lust and desire, it was so evident in his voice.

He was about to reach for my panties, and I was mourning my loss of self-respect when a violent knock landed on his door, distracting us both.

“Alpha Silas!” The troubled voice from outside called out. “There is a problem sire!”