The humongous room was extremely silent than usual.
Gold and silver chains littered the walls with a tinge of red inbetween it. Huge crystal chandeliers hung from the roof giving the space a bright glow.
Ilaria tuned out the mild whisperings of the people who gathered next to the two huge seats which were placed in the middle of the room. The royal seats were colored in specs of gold with red cushions attached to it.
“Do you know why you’re here?” The man sitting on the throne spoke with immense authority.
Her eyes gazed at his face, dreamingly. The only thought running in her mind; how could some be so attractive and frightening at the same time?
An abrupt sharp pain ignited within the side of her waist breaking away the daze she was in. “Rouge? You dare to ignore the King?” The guard hissed in anger. Ignoring the ache, her orbs searched for some kind of emotion on his face but all she got was a blank response.
“Answer, Rouge.” His loud raspy voice engulfed the whole area making the people shiver.
She slightly tilted her head at the question. What was she doing here in the first place? Oh right. She was betting with her dumb brain and the result? She got kidnapped by a domineering pack. As if she could tell them this reason.
“S-Strolling?” She answered, more like questioned her own self.
“At someone’s territory?” An unfamiliar voice entered her ears making her shiver in ultimate fear. Her gaze wavered towards the intruder who stood next to the King with his arms wrapped on his chest. The moment her eyes met his light green ones, she immediately looked away. Why was her body reacting this way?
She gulped and hesitantly nodded.
“Don’t you know it's dangerous and illegal?” He countered back with an amused expression.
“No?” She smoothly lied through her teeth.
“Little girl doesn’t know how to lie, hm?” His mocking light chuckles enveloped the surrounding. Ilaria looked back at him with an arched brow as she bit her lip to bite back any sarcastic response.
“Silence.” The man on the throne demanded. Placing his elbow on the armrest he rested his chin on his palm. “I’m sure you’re aware of the law about when a wolf breaks in someone’s land? It’s either immediate execution or tortured to death.”
Knowing it would hurt later on but nevertheless she gave him a stern nod. “Good. Then we’ll just have to final a date for your execution. Men, what’d you say?”
She hung her head in shame and pain. Was this the end?
“Rouge needs to be tortured before it gets executed.”
“Day after tomorrow.”
“Today.”
“I’d say we change things a bit; torture her until she decides to end her own life.” The people spoke simultaneously, throwing painful comments at her.
Closing her eyes shut, she fisted her hand on the red carpet.
“But King, the strange part is that me and my guard friends can’t smell her wolf. Is she a human?” One of the female guard stated, abruptly silencing the voices up.
Ilaria’s eyelids opened in a whiplash.
“Kyla is right. I can’t smell her.”
“Me, neither.”
“A human? What the fuck?”
She looked up at the scrutinizing gazes of the wolves. Her body trembled at their sudden hunger. Heaving a deep sigh, she tried keep her breathing at bay whilst she digged her nails in her palm.
“Leave, everyone.” The king finally dismissed all the members, except the green colored eye guy.
Ilaria blankly starred at her enclosed fist. “Raise your head.”
Intaking a few more deep breaths, she slowly mustered up the courage to look up at his deep blue eyes which reflected the depths of the dark ocean.
“You’ll be working under the maids until I decide your execution date. And mind you, respect my people, no matter what. Also if you want your last wish to be granted right now then ask away since I’ll not be here for the next week.” He said, harshness tangled within his sentences.
She felt somewhat conflicted between her thoughts.
She wanted to ask for shoes and a pair of pants to hide her bloody scarred legs but she knew she couldn’t, after all she was just a no one. Her body wasn't hers infact it belonged to the people around her.
People who converted her into a punching bag, a trash can.
“Be quick, little girl. We don’t have all day.” The green eyed mumbled.
Her cracked lips parted and she replied with a sore throat, "T-The place I lived i-in.. there is a.. a c-cat. Can you p-please feed i-it? It m-must be starving.. I p-promised the a-animal."
Both men looked at her in disbelief and shock. Was she even serious?
"Very well. It will be granted." The king spoke, gaining her hazed attention.
"T-Thankyou." She stuttered as a small smile formed on her face.
He gave her a small nod and called the guards to take her away to the maid quarters.
The two guards from before roughly grabbed her arms and yanked her up until her wobbly legs stretched.
"Farewell, King." The guards bowed in respect and turned around with her.
Tilting her head she glanced at the powerful men one last time before the doors slowly closed on her face with a thud.
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"This will be your room."The old lady wearing a huge scowl on her face throwed her words with annoyance.Ilaria weakly nodded and glanced around the wooden cracked room. "You won't be getting any uniform infact you'll have to work, immediately. Be at the main pack house by 10. Don't be late." She stated and left her alone.Her eyes flickered around to see the room was basically empty; just a small bucket was placed in the far corner to relief her bladder.The whole area was covered in thick dust and cobwebs. She gulped down the lump forming in her throat.This room didn't look like a maids quarter instead it looked like a cell with an exception -- a window.Suddenly a streak of sweat rolled down her face in anxiety. "How will I find the pack house?" She questioned herself.Without wasting any time Ilaria bolted out of the room. Her battered bare feet led through the secluded and quiet hallways. Finally arriving at the open entrance, she walked out of the building and was instantly pr
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'Fly high with your broken wings.' The line told by numerous people, but what if those people were responsible for your broken fly? "Mama, look look, what I found! A caterpillar!" A little girl came rushing towards her mother. The mother turned around, her once saddened face was replaced with love and adoration. "Wow, really baby?" The girl aggressively nodded, her toothy grin melting her mother's heart. "Can I show it to papa and big brothers?" Her mother immediately shook her head in a no and replied, "Some other time, hopefully. Papa is not here. He is in his office, working." Her smiley face dropped into a small pout, "you always tell me the same story. Does he not want to see me?" she asked, slightly tilting her head. "No means no Ilaria. When I tell you do to something you do it without any question." The mother silenced her up and went away leaving Ilaria in the dark abandoned storeroom with her lonely caterpillar. "I wish, you loved me like you mean it, papa."Ilaria's
IlariaAfter he left, I had made my way towards the corner where the light didn't reach.Darkness was my bestfriend. My hand flew to my neck, as the tip of my digits gently caressed the chain that was hiding in the collar of my shirt. Clicking the lock open, I took off the chain and placed it on my palm.A total of six chunks of amethyst and moonstones were embedded in the two corners of the pendant whilst in the middle was a pattern; a constellation which was made out of silver and gold lines."Why me?" I sighed and leaned backwards, clutching the pendant tightly. "Why h-him? he hates me." The words he threw at my face without any remorse or guilt, it was as if he didn't want a mate in the first place. Or maybe it was just me?I closed my eyes and went far away in the abyss. The slumber was the only way of survival. I tried to fight the monster but I always ended up with nothing but pain.*"Wake up, rouge." A man's voice entered in my mind as a kick was landed in my gut.My eyes op
IlariaTwo insanely identical bulky man came forward. The smirks plastered on their faces made my heart tremble in fear. "Shall we start, brother?"The other nodded.Not even giving me the time to adjust, they threw a handful of punches in my gut, together, knocking all the wind out of my lungs. I bit my lower lip to keep in my cries, as the ache resurfaced."Brother, her face should be bruised as well, right?" The other nodded and replied, "I'll do the pleasure. Afterall taming the sluts is my utmost speciality."He came forward whilst the other stood to the side. The man smacked my face with immense face making my head snap to the left.My droopy eyes instantly met his deep blue ones.He had his jaw tightly clenched whilst his posture was rigid and frozen. He could probably feel my pain through the mate bond.The man grabbed my chin and yanked my face towards his, breaking the little encounter I had with the Alpha. He roughly threw a punch on the side of my cheek. "Look at me, when
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