Elysia's POV
"Just one night, Finanz." Those words rang in my head a hundred times and I opened my lips without thinking. "I am your wife, Alpha…"
Alpha Jaxon's heated gaze snapped to my direction, fire burning in his eyes. If this was being rude, I would do more than this. Tears welled up in my eyes as he gripped my chin tightly. "Not only will your head be in the dungeons—your father's won't be spared either," he threatened.
"Since you agree, get her ready. This party is boring anyway." My fist balled desperately, my breath shaky. I'd kill him if he touches me and kill myself afterwards, I swore, bloody intent boiling in my mind.
"You would be rewarded if you serve him right. Your father won't be left out." He thinks I care about Father now; Father would have done something similar, even far worse, if money had been promised. "Yes, Finanz— all yours for tonight." He let me go harshly and Finanz walked away, the guests unaware that I was about to be given out like a slut.
"I…I won't…I can't…" I said in an almost whisper, but Alpha's sharp ears had picked it up. "Don't call attention on us, Elysia…don't make me use force either." Immediately he said that; three bulky men stepped out behind him. "Walk now." My feet wouldn't move, and in the next seconds, I was screaming into a handkerchief pressed to my nose, the music and the handkerchief blocking the muffled sound I made, and the world began to blur around me before everything went pitch black.
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A soft cry escaped my lips as I tried to move my hand to feel where my head was hurting, but all I heard was the rustling of chains, my wrist hurting with the slight tug.
Slowly, my eyes fluttered open. Through the blur setting around me, my vision went back to normal after blinking several times, and I found myself in a strange room and in the middle of a king-sized bed. "Just for a night…" Alpha Jaxon's words and his laughter with Alpha Finanz echoed in my head, and fear crouched in the pit of my belly once more.
I glanced down at myself, and my dress was still on, exactly as I had worn it. The bed was neat, not showing any sign of roughness, knowing fully well I hadn't been touched.
I need to get out of here before anyone—especially Finanz—comes in. I tugged hard on the chain, but who was I fooling that it would miraculously break loose? My gaze scanned the room; it was all fancy furniture and nothing to help, my lips trembling slightly as I squeezed my eyes shut.
The sound of the doorknob turning had me turn into a statue, forgetting how to breathe, my pulse hammering loudly that I could hear it. Then he—the stout Alpha—walked in, humming a tune, while I pretended to be asleep, watching him with my eyes slightly opened.
He walked to the edge of the bed; the metalic click of him pulling off his belt echoed through room, then he tossed it off. I jerked to the side of the bed, cutting off the pretense before his hand could come to rest on my thighs.
"You are awake. Nothing will change the fact that I will have a taste of this beautiful body."
I decided to test the waves. ""Your Majesty, won't it be unfair if you get to touch me and I can't? How boring." His face filled with amusement, then dropped again as he battled with his pants. "Jaxon said you might be a problem if I left you unchained."
Some Alphas aren't meant to be Alphas. Taking a subject against her will shouldn't be practiced by people of such status.
"Your Majesty," I called warmly, trying to make my voice alluring as possible. "It was just a pretence so my husband wouldn't see me as cheap… why would I deny Your Majesty of pleasure?"
His hand stopped from pushing down his briefs, and I knew I was hitting that spot perfectly.
"Is it bad that I so much want to help you get your desired pleasure? I… if you still choose to let it be this way, then…" I sniffed, tearing up. "I believe Your Majesty doesn't see me as a woman." I looked away, feigning an upset look.
"No… no, why do you think I accepted Jaxon's proposal for an alliance, for a bond between both packs…" His voice softened, but the lust was hard to cut through. I continued to sniff."I knew you are just like any other woman. Seems I will ask Jaxon to let you be with me. Would you like the thought of being my mistress?"
Over my dead body would I be offered like a sacrificial lamb again, but I had to agree now to gain his trust.
I had no plan for how I would escape this place. He was a wolf and an Alpha at that, and I was an easy target—a woman with no fight in her bones. I could only pray that the door wasn't locked and there were no guards outside, but that was impossible.
I had no idea where I was—if this was still somewhere close to the party or not. If we were still close, I would run to Mother and Father for help.
'No one would save you, those pawns won't.' My conscience tried to kick my delusions out in the most brutal way.
Self-doubt and a rush of adrenaline shot through me, my heartbeat sounding in my ears.
"I have never been excited to have a woman…" he chuckled, and I knew I had him under control. He unlocked the first chain that I hadn't realized was holding my legs to the footboard because of how loose to the ankle they were, then he came to the headboard, his hand trembling with excitement as he unlocked it.
May the Moon Goddess help me.