CHAPTER 5: DOG & BONE
1365 Words
Damian’s POV
My morning was going unbelievably good and uneventful, given the circumstances before everything just went south.
It all started with an order.
“The princess asked you to bring her food to her bedroom after her training. Make sure to take the custard she specially asked for, with you”, the head chef growled out the order as always. “It is in the chill room.”
He could speak politely sometimes. It wouldn’t kill him to try.
And this was a bad, bad, bad idea with a capital ‘B’.
I did not want my heart or my wolf or in fact, my skull broken again.
However, I had to obey his orders, being the lowest ranked omega that I was and forced my unwilling legs up the staircase towards the princess’s room. My feet had never felt heavier before than they did now.
However, a thought suddenly struck me. Even if I couldn’t enter her room without her permission, I didn’t need to wait upon her and stay outside the princess’s room till she was back. I could easily keep her food outside the door and sneak away from there !
She won’t even know !!
Once the kickass, smart plan was formed, it was not difficult to execute it but there was only one gap in the entire master plan.
I had not considered the option of coming face to face with the royal concerned herself, just when I kept down her tray of food and spun around to flee like a criminal from a crime scene.
“Running away somewhere again, omega ?”, the princess smirked as she tripped me and I let myself crash down on the floor near her food. I hated to act like a weak werewolf but I had to keep up appearances.
“No, Your Highness”, I lied. I totally was.
“No what, omega ?”, she asked as she firmly held me down with her foot pressuring down my back. Any more pressure and I was going to be choked to death. It felt like I was being curb stomped.
“I- I wa-was n-not running a- away, Your Highness”, I choked out somehow.
“Is that so ?”, she asked before applying more pressure.
“I- I a- am so- sorry, Princess Melisa”, I whimpered, my deoxygenated lungs about to fail me any time.
“Are you ? For what ?”, she harshly asked, inspite of knowing for what. She just wanted to torture me.
At that time, I suddenly felt so weary and tired of this cruel world that I sincerely wished that she would just killed me and free me from all the miseries I endured. I wished to start all over again and be reborn to parents that shall have longer lives and have a mate or partner that loved me till the end of time. Not live a degrading life that I lived here.
Till now, the only thing that was not broken was my spirit. Everything else, ranging from my bones to heart had been broken end number of times. However, now even my indomitable spirit and will power seemed to be fading away.
I just wanted to die ….
“Not so fast, mutt. I will not let you die so soon”, my mate replied with an evil grin lacing her face.
Did I speak out my wish out loud ? Was I that desperate to die ? Die at the hands of my own mate ?
Seems like the answer was yes as when the princess released her hold on me, I cursed my fate while coughing frantically as my lungs screamed for oxygen and sucked in whatever air they could find in a rush.
“You are such a pathetic weasel, omega”, she spat out, clearly disgusted. “Even you can not stand your own breathing self”, she humorlessly laughed before kicking me in the stomach.
I curled myself like a foetus in defense and her laughter turned even more wicked and loud.
“Damn, you are weak !”, she mused. “No wonder you needed a stronger mate”, she added. “Well, don’t worry, pup. I will protect you”, she gave me a false sense of security and contrary to her empty promise, she kicked me again, rather strongly this time.
Unfortunately for me, I knocked up her food on the floor and a broken whimper escaped my lips as my back hit the sharp corner of the wall while my eyes teared up at the corners. Not another bloody wall, please !
I wanted to cry and roll in pain so bad but I did not want to give her the satisfaction of watching me so broken and hurt. Hence, I blinked back my tears somehow and stoned my heart- atleast for now.
“I can’t believe it that I got paired with this goddamn piece of weak s**t”, she cursed under her breath as I tried to sit straight on the floor, panting. “This is so frustrating. Ughh”, she added before turning towards me angrily.
Suddenly her eyes traced the trail of the custard and my worst fears came true when a thought flashed her mind.
“Lick it”, she ordered.
Did she want me to get sick ? Aunt Selene’s pendant already suppressed most of my Alpha powers and made me human like, if not as strong as a normal omega wolf. I could easily fall ill for lapping off the custard off the dirty floor.
I was not even given sick leaves !
I was surely doomed.
“Are you going to move that lousy ass of yours or not ?”, she demanded before kicking me in the gut again when I did not show any signs of moving.
“Yes, Your Highness”, I gasped out quickly before crawling towards the gooey yellow trail.
“Good. Make sure you lick the floor clean before I come back from the kitchen. You ruined my breakfast, dog !”, she finally revealed her true intentions. I was her dog afterall.
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The moment she left, I lifted up my shirt to find purple-blue bruises adorning my stomach. She didn’t spare anything while putting all her strength and hate for me in her kicks.
Did she despise me so much ?
Biting back my groan of pain, I quickly knelt down and started doing as ordered so that I could escape back to my tiny room in the forgotten attic as soon as possible to heal my wounds.
I had to be at my best, especially when the King’s guests were about to arrive any time !
However, in my bid to hurry up, I did not notice that the custard trail had led me towards a pair of unfamiliar feet. My eyes crawled up along the stranger’s standing figure before I was met with a young she wolf’s face who looked similar to my mate save for the truckload of make up on her face.
“Now, now, now. What do we have here ? Such a gorgeous omega. Oh my !”
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