5 years ago. BANG! "Ahhhh" my mom screamed as howls and gun shots were going off outside the house. I pushed the curtains aside so I could look out of the window at what was going on. "Dylan, stay away from there." My dad instantly grabbed hold of my wrist and dragged me away from it. He ran me over to my mom who was holding my baby brother tight in her arms. "Both of you stay inside no matter what you hear." he grabbed a hand gun out of a draw and went to walk out. "NO! Dad, you can't leave." He shook his head and crouched down slightly to look me in the eye."Someone has to help them." He tucked my mad hair behind my ear and kissed my forehead. "You're in charge Dil, you need to protect your mom and your brother, ok?" My eyes were brimming already at the thought of my dad leaving me but I nodded as I let the tears fall. "Stay strong kiddo, no matter what happens, don't show these mutts any weakness. Promise me Dil!" I sniffed as I nodded my head. "I promise dad, I'll protect th
Dylan POV"What the fuck was going through your head?" The door slammed completely open jolting me out of my thoughts. The king then sped toward the side of my bed and forced me into a large hug leaving me wincing in pain, he angrily inhaled my scent before shoving me away from him. "The second I smelt all that blood I panicked, and then I saw Lewis carrying you, my beta of all people, not only have you made it impossible for me to trust you I also had to explain to the press that your ok after they got wind of what you did." The press know what I did? No! That means it'll be everywhere, that means my mom and Freddie will see it. "Do you know how this makes me look?" He was angry, great, I knew he would be, but I guess I just hoped I'd be dead so I wouldn't be on the receiving end of it. "The important thing is that you're ok, you gave us all quite a scare." Lewis spoke calmly, as he placed a hand on the kings shoulder. "No, this is disgusting behavior, you have made a show of the r
Nick POV. She was his mate, my best friend, the person who I had all of my firsts with, was his mate, the alpha king, the leader of the Lycanthrope. She was claimed no less than a few days ago, and since then school had been so quiet. The usual rebellious students had become less vocal and everyone seemed to be walking on egg shells. I was sat in class, listening to Mr Foley try and teach us when the tannoy went off and our principles voice floated through the classroom. "Students, please congregate in the main hall as an important announcement will be given from the royal court. Thank you." My head shot to Mr Foley who clearly had the same idea as me, it must have been news about Dylan. "Ok, class. Pack your things away, we will continue our lesson after." This can't be good. Dylan is reckless, she's a loose cannon who doesn't mind taking punishment if she believes she is in the right. Which most of the time she is. The entire class began to leave for the main hall and I myself w
Nick POV. The second I got into class Dylan was unquestionably the topic of conversation. "… And she had such a huge go at us for giving in to our mates, she was loving all that attention." Ericas statement made me feel appalled, yes, Dylan may have been a bit to harsh on us mated humans, but she did have reason. "Are you blind." I yelled as I stormed up to her. "Dylan hated every moment of that. Look how much she has changed in just a few days. She was exhausted and clearly in pain. She looked almost ill." I ranted, how can she say that about her. I can't believe how awful Dylan looked. "She had clearly taken a beating if not worse.""Alright class, settle down. I know you all must be worried about Dylan, I am as well but there isn't anything we can do. You know the rules and weather we like it or not she is the alpha kings mate. She is to be the next queen so we shouldn't let our mouths wander." Mr Foley was right, Dylan was trapped, no matter what we try to do, she wont be getti
Dylan POV. "Hey kiddo, you need to eat. You can't do anything if you haven't got the strength." Carlos had been worried about me all week. He stated that I’m getting worse treatment than even him. The dungeon is cold and dark, the potent smell of mold lingered in the air and my body had become extremely thin frail and weak. My clothes consisted of a small brown, potato like sack, dress that was draped over my head. It had little holes in here and there and now had a few blood splatters all over. I did have a single piece of rope that I used for a belt but that only showed my underweight figure more. I was extremely dirty, dried blood rested in my hair and on my skin. I hadn't showered in a long time. I smelt really bad my hair was greasy and extremely knotted, and only god knows what my teeth looked like. I had no shoes so my feet were bare and dry, and my lips were cracked from the insufferable amount of times the king had defiled me. For the last month the king had come down to s
Dylan POV My breathing was erratic and my head was becoming fuzzy from the lack of oxygen I was getting. I don't know how long had passed but I felt the girls hand that was on my back leave. I remained on the floor, I didn't turn around to see why she had left my quivering form. I didn't dare. "You are both excused." I heard the betas voice float through the room and the sound of my bedroom door closing met my ears, I remained on the floor. A pair of leather shoes made their way into my peripheral vision, before I felt a hand on each of my shoulders. "Deep breaths for me, Dylan." His voice was soft, and kind, but my body still trembled. The room I was in was growing smaller and smaller by the second and I was definitely beginning to feel light headed. "Please." My face was grabbed suddenly and I came face to face with the beta, his eyes were heavy and he looked tired for some reason. He was also sporting a rather intense bruise on his right cheek bone which made me curious as to h
Dylan POV I hadn't noticed how long I had been bathing for, until a small knock sounded on one of the many locked entrances of the bathroom. "Your Grace, it is time to prepare you for the king tonight. You have been in there for over an hour." I ignored my handmaiden and continued to bathe, trying hard to block out the sound of her high pitched voice. When I didn't answer a louder knock blasted through the room, as if a cannon had gone of. "Get out at once, his grace will not be happy if you are not ready and waiting for him." The old bitch that calls herself my dresser, was hammering on the door, ordering me to leave the room. I don't think they knew I was still in the bath tub. Ready and waiting? She made me sound like I was a fucking object or his dinner. I'm not gonna sit or stand in his room like an ornament just waiting for him to finish work. So I stayed where I was, my skin was becoming wrinkled from the now cold water, but the thought of getting out was just too hard to b
Dylan POVHe grabbed my ankle after his little speech, and quickly pulled me towards him, he attached one cuff to my left wrist then tried to get me to stop wriggling. "Stop fighting me!" He was trying with all his might to grab my right wrist, but I was too unpredictable, I moved it every way imaginable, he couldn't predict my movements. When the king realized he wasn't winning he huffed in annoyance, I saw a large fist heading towards my face suddenly and braced for impact, I felt nothing at first but an ache soon set in my face. I tried to move my hands but realized I could hardly move, my legs were spread apart, while being connected to the bottom of the bed, and my wrists were locked on the bed frame with a single pair of handcuffs that were looped through the bars of the headboard. I wiggled and tried to kick but to no avail did I escape. "Shhh, shhh. It's ok, this is just so you can focus on me and nothin else. I didn’t mean to knock you out though, I just wanted you to stop