Her Dominating king

5

It was a bright day again, Dominic was actually surprised because it was winter but it felt to him as if it was a summer’s day. “How is she?" Dominic's father asked as they walked to the house on return from their morning chat. 

"Disobedient, challenging and rude," His son replied glancing at the dog house he had been subjected to he could not wait till all the papers were completed so he could return home and live in comfort. Rubbing his head, he frowned as the noises of the city ruined his sleep. His father puffed some of his pipe, irritated at the fact the priest could not allow it in his home.  Dominic's continued rambling. "Yes I shall she is interesting father but I'm unsure about children," He posed his worry; she had been bountiful breasts fit for milk and already shapely. Her hips fit snugly in her dress but she was too meek. How would he advance on a woman who could not look him in the eye? Failure on his wedding night would be laughable. 

His father patted his son knowingly, "Dominic we are French seducers of the opposite s*x, stay for a while charm her, compliment her and then on your wedding night do what is necessary afterwards you may treat her as you like." 

He smirked slightly, agreeing with his sire they walked indoors. "Good Morning Jacqueline," He kissed her hand lightly, smiling at her. 

"Good morning, my lord" She curtsied, looking anywhere but him. 

"My lord?" she looked up" I thought we were past that, we understood each other and now can talk as if we are friends," He grasped her hand tightly, reminding her of the previous.. The first encounter, she shook him off and caught the other man’s eye. 

Looking at his father bobbing a quick curtsy, he had raised a bastard; she wanted to scream at him. "My lord, good morning," The older man nodded and walked off 

Dominic and Jacqueline were left alone. "You look beautiful, Jacqueline" 

She looked up; his face looked straight at her. He had no smile on his face, saying it as is he was obliged to. She was furious ignoring him she responded with a sarcastic “Thank you,” 

"That's quite alright as my wife I will be complimenting you more of course," He offered her hand and she politely took it, as they walked to the dining room. 

“What does your home look like, my lord?” 

The food was placed before them, steaming broth and a meal of bread and meat they ate calmly not looking at each other. "My home has sixteen rooms we will of course share a room together as husband and wife,"  Of course husband dearest, she thought sarcastically. Looking at her plate, forgetting that she would have to leave her home start a fresh. One relief of being married was she would be removed from the hatred of her father. The scorn he had ever since she was a child because of her s*x. Some fathers doted on their daughters she knew, but never her’s and she had ever been loved by a father figure. She only had brothers, she only had Anthony, William and Alex to rely on but now she was being ripped from all three men. 

He continued eating. "And of course you will be lady of the house no one above you but me." He sighed, now he was content. "A wife is to serve her husband and god we will attend church together and you will be the wife expected of a nobleman." She sighed, her head reeling a question forming on her lips. "What is it?" 

"Nothing, my lord" She lied. Looking at her ring that had been given as an engagement ring she had felt like baggage when she realised what the word was on it. Dominic's. 

He glanced at her, facial expression still distant unaffected. This plan would not work he would have to try or just control her make her submit to his charms. "I know it is difficult but I am your husband I will look after you if you obey me."  

She was quiet, and sick of him. "I am full, my lord."  

Content with himself he rose and gave his hand. "I will leave you with your brother as chaperone I must go into town for business,"  She nodded and took his arm, not talking to her. "Tomorrow you will leave for my home do not bring your clothing you may have some for one day of course." 

He opened the door for her, bowing towards Thomas he quickly left. "Thomas," She curtsied towards her elder as he signalled for her to be seated. "Your husband is satisfactory sister?" She nodded knowing only William knew her pain. Thomas being the favourite of the three siblings had a choice in his partner as well as respect now as a solider. Thomas would never care for her again. 

"Aye brother,"  

"Good I do not want any incompetence reported to me, understood?" Her twenty three year old brother glared at her, he ruffled his red hair sipping the drink, beside him.  "Yes," She glanced at her hands, she had never been close to her older brother only as a young child and even then he seemed superior to her. "Good I will be your chaperone. William is fasting and in prayer I told him I would do it," She stayed silent, looking at the room she would say goodbye to everything surrounding her. He spoke of it as a chore. "I will leave of course as soon as we arrive so you can bond but of course....." he trailed off as a tear leaked from her face. "Dry your tears," He spat. She ignored him and continued to cry. "Some women are married to men old enough to be their fathers and repulsive, you have a good man and if you listen to him you'll be happy," She allowed the tears to flow freely, she always did. "Tears show weakness." She spat on the ground next to him, she didn’t care and he got up. Before sinking back into his seat as she continued to talk. "Listen, why should I always listen to men?”  She spat. "You walk around high and mighty but we have to listen and obey. You are such a sexist bastard." 

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A tear or two escaped through Martha’s eyes and without wasting any further time, she dashed into the forest whilst Derek’s hand clenched in Martha’s fist. She had run only a quarter of a mile when she lost the grip of Derek’s hand as if someone pulled him forcibly behind. She turned behind to see the alpha werewolf clinging on to Derek’s T-shirt. It was in the most horrible avatar it can have.

The right half of his face was drenched with blood pouring from the very eye Martha had fired at and it said in the most ferocious voice one can yell in, “You two will face my wrath now!” Martha however wasn’t a bit afraid of what stood right in front of her. She had had enough of it and she had already contemplated this situation as a ‘Do or Die’ one. Although not even a bit afraid, she had pulled on a frightening look on her face so as to deceive the beast in front. She knew it’ll have to bend a little so as to attack her, given its enormous stature. Much to Martha assumption, it threw away the boy to his side and charged at Martha with an attacking gesture. Just when it was about to blow her head from her torso, Martha leaped in front of it while drawing a knife from the same belt, her expressions changing into a raging tigress as her eyes met one single eye of the wolf and aimed for the weakest part of its body, the right eye! She stabbed the already-injured-eye deep within and slashed it to her right, thereby damaging his left eye as well. The werewolf growled with pain and fell on the land. Apparently, it had completely lost its eyesight. Martha went from behind and slashed his neck, wiping out the tiniest of life in it and said, “I was damn sure your wrath would be outweighed by the rage burning within me ever since you killed my parents.”

She immediately rushed to find Derek and hugged him tight saying, “Don’t worry! We are safe now. You would never be troubled by them from now on. You’re my responsibility.” Derek too embraced Martha. “Oh please! I am not your responsibility. In fact I will take care of you from now” Said a brave Derek.

“Oh sorry, I will not consider you as a responsibility. And I am very sure you will take utmost care of me little brother” said a sobbing Martha while hugging Derek even tighter.

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