Declared as his

Chapter 8

Calla POV

The letters from Marcus didn’t pick up again. I knew he was busy, but it wasn’t fair towards me, when he banished me here he promised me letters. It is the only connection I have with the outside world. The only connection I have with him and now it’s a very frail connection. He is the one who send me here to be isolated from the outside world and be trained to be his perfect wife, now I’m isolated from him. If I don’t hear from him at least once a month I find time to sneak out to call him. Honestly how difficult is it to find 5 minutes to write a letter out of 30 days. It doesn’t even have to be good, it can say ‘I’m alive, doing good, how about you?’ or even a ‘I haven’t forgotten about you’ ,but even that seems to be to much of a bother for him. Tomorrow will be different though. It’s my birthday, I’m turning 16 and he won’t forget, if he does then I know his infatuation with me is truly over. As sad as that will be I’ll have to get over it and off this island. I went to sleep with that thought in my mind. When I woke up I wanted to go wait at the marina, but a lady doesn’t wait on anyone so I got ready and went about my day. As the day went on I was feeling all the more depressed as nothing has arrived. It was very discouraging, but I smiled at everyone and pretended that nothing was wrong. We are having a mock party tonight for my birthday the way it will be celebrated once I return. I was not in the mood. Honestly why even bother if he doesn’t want me anymore. My team was busy dolling me up for the event. I was just lost in my thoughts as the pulled at my hair and painted my face. They then chose my outfit. It was a beautiful dress. A glittering silver, cowl neck, body fitting, floor length dress with a slit on my right leg. With it they gave be bejeweled silver heels. I looked myself over in the mirror and I looked so different from the girl I was two years ago.

“Lastly jewelry.” My one stylist said and placed a box in my hand. I opened it and saw a pair of dangling diamond earrings with a small note ‘From your one and only, Marcus.’ He didn’t forget my birthday, he still remembers me. It was like a weight of my shoulders.

The Beast POV

King Marcus is at it again, they are going to come hunt me today. He has been such a nuisance ever since his father had died. Out here countless times. He is closing in and I have to do something about it. The plan is to kill him as well and with him out of the way I can easily just take over his thrown. It’s been the plan all along, but he is smarter than his father, surrounding himself with exceptional hunters, the best from all around the world. He even has a bounty on my head, a rather large one, one all of them would gladly kill for. It’s all her fault when thing got to heated I told her we would have to lay low, but then kids went missing again.

“Sweetheart where are you?” I asked as I neared her den, suddenly someone jumped on my back and pretended to bite my neck.

“Ceecee what are you doing?” I asked her already a little irritated with her. She stuck her head past me.

“I missed you, I want to r****h you!” She gave me her cute innocent smile. Ceecee is one of a kind. She was the one to curse me, which I’m grateful for now, but I wasn’t at that moment. She is a very pure soul, which made her very easy to manipulate. She is gorgeous as well, which is an added bonus. She has long golden hair and big brown eyes. It’s very easy for her to lure our prey into the forest. Unfortunately her choice of prey is children. She doesn’t intend to harm them, she just wants them so badly. She will go into town and play with them and sing for them. Once the bond is their, she’ll sing in the forest and they’ll come searching. She just doesn’t know how to handle them. I had killed animals brutally and left them everywhere in hopes King Kalon would take action, but he didn’t and then she started with her kiddie collection. They wanted to go home so she would lock them up, but she could never deny them to long so she ended up letting them go which is where I have to jump in and kill them. I can’t have them telling people about the lady in the forest and her lover, now can I?

“Ceecee have you taken kids again?” She instantly looked so guilty.

“They wanted to be with me. They heard me singing and came to find me.” She explained to me while getting of my back. She stood in front of me, her hand holding on to each other while she looked down, her long hair curtaining her face.

“Of course they wanted to be with you, sweetie. Where are they now?” I asked carefully, I didn’t want to spook her or she’ll shut down completely.

“I gave them a bath in the river, they are sleeping now.” She said all giddy like she did something exceptionally good. Where I already knew that wasn’t the fact. She doesn’t really have a home, she most certainly don’t have dry clothes for the kids, towels or even blankets. It’s winter and it’s snowing.

“Where are the kids sleeping, sweetie?” I asked her and she started to lead the way. At the river bank laid on the snow was three kids, frozen blue and long dead. She had clearly drowned them and then laid them down in their wet clothes since she thought they were sleeping.

“Ceecee, they aren’t sleeping they are dead, look at how blue they are!” She looked at the kids and shook her head before trying to wake them up.

“They are dead, you drowned them.” I told her.

“No I wanted them to be clean for when you came to visit. I wanted you to be proud of our family. Proud enough to take us home, but they wouldn’t listen. They didn’t want to bath so I dragged them in and pushed them under so that they could become clean, they fought so hard and then they became tired, so I let them sleep.” There is no point in arguing with her.

“Ceecee they are dead now, it’s too cold, we need to let them go.” I told her as I picked up the small bodies and threw them in the river. That is when she lost it completely. She started screaming and crying falling on the ground. I went and sat behind her folding my arms around her.

“Sweetie listen up, the hunters are coming. They want to kill us. We couldn’t let them find the bodies.” She calmed down a little as I continued to hold her.

“I just want to have a family with you.” She whispered. She isn’t able to become pregnant so she wants to steal a family. I on the other hand don’t care for children at all. They are loud, messy and an annoyance.

“I know sweetie, one day we will have a family.” I took the syringe out of my pocket and held it in my hand.

“It’s time to change now sweetie so that we can go and hide from those hunters I told you about.” She got up and changed into her dark grey wolf. Just as she was changed I injected her. The drug will stop her from shifting back for at least two days, she will also be high as a kite and nothing will feel to real for her. She’ll hopefully attack and kill Marcus and then the other hunters will kill her. They’ll think that they killed the beast and I’ll be able to take over in Marcus’ absence. Now all we have to do is wait. Which won’t take to long since Ceecee is howling, probably from the hallucination. I could hear the footsteps coming closer so I went to hide up in a tree and watched it all unfold in front of me. She was cornered, she kept jumping up and down, left and right like she was trying to dance. That’s when one of them tried to shoot them. She lunged and killed him. That is when she turned to Marcus and attacked. She had a grip on his right arm holding on tight. That’s when he raised his gun and shot her brains out.

“Nooo!” I screamed out in frustration. I slapped my hand over my mouth afraid that I will be caught. The b!itch bit him! She could have at least ripped his arm of, to stop her saliva from entering his blood stream and now she is dead and Marcus is going to f#cking turn into a werewolf or if I’m lucky he’ll die on his first transformation. This is not what was supposed to happen.

“Cut of its head and take it to the town, put it on display so that the town knows that it is safe again, burn the body.” Marcus told the others that was with him before he returned to the castle.

Marcus POV

I burst into the infirmary clutch my arm. The wounds were deep and the blood was pouring out of it. Everyone jumped to attention and tended to my wounds. They took of my shirt and then cleaned the wounds, but the bleeding wouldn’t stop, they then put pressure on each hole that was on my arm, by putting pressure on the specific woulds, they were stopping the blood flow. Then one for one they stitch the wounds up. They then covered my entire forearm in bandages to cover the stitches. They gave me some painkillers. I made my way to my room for some well deserved sleep. I’ve finally done it, I’ve killed the beast that slaughtered my father. I can finally get a part of my life back. I can let go of the anger I’ve been carrying around. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was out.

The next morning I woke up having slept for far to long, but I felt great. I got up, showered - careful not to get my arm wet- then I got dressed ad set out to find the hunters. As I found them, I paid them their fee and said farewell to them.

“Man I heard what happened! Are you okay? How is your arm?” Bricriu said as he came walking down the hall towards me.

“Yeah I’m okay. I’m just glad that this is all over now. My arm is burning a bit. I just think the skin is irritated. I’ll go to the infirmary later today and have them check it out. I really want to go and write Calla a letter to tell her the good news.”

“I think you should go and have your arm checked out again. I heard the hunters say that the wolf was huge and was acting weird. It could have had rabies or something, better get all the shots.” Better safe than sorry I guess. I nodded and rather did as he suggested. They decided to take some of my blood to test for rabies or any other deceases. Then they took of the bandages to look at my wounds. They were red and irritate, but they looked okay. I was ensured that there was no infection. They gave me some painkillers and suggested that I go and take a nap. I did as told since I could feel the pain killers already kicking in and making me drowsy. It was late that night that I felt excruciating pain in my arm, shooting up to my shoulder and then across my entire body, I was thrashing in the bed, my entire body covered in a sheen of sweat. I felt so hot and in pain that I couldn’t bare it anymore, I slowly got up and went out on my balcony hoping the cold winter air would cool me down. The wind felt cold on my sweat covered skin, but it was only a small relief as my skin felt like it was burning, like it was on fire. I started rubbing my legs as it felt worse there, but the more I rubbed the worst it felt. That’s when I noticed it, fur pushing through my skin. The pain became to much as I fell on my knees screaming out in pain. That’s when I heard my bones staring to break as it was pulled in different directions, lastly my chin pushed forward and formed a snout. A howl broke from my mouth and I collapsed the pain to much. The next morning I woke up in the forest covered in blood, in front of me laid a dead deer. I killed a werewolf, but not before I was infected. I’m a werewolf. No one can know, I’m a king I can’t be a beast.