Kidnapped by the Alpha King

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The girl reached me, looking at with an evil smirk and pulled me up roughly out the door. As we went outside the prisoners cells, I was met with a beautiful garden. I was wearing a torn shirt, my body exposed from several places. I had cuts and bruises. When they were manhandling me into the car I knew that they would form eventually. It was all unexpected. He took us all by surprise. I thought that I had to give a statement to elders about how I tried to save her and she refused for my help but It was not it, right after a week I am walking back home that black SUV pulls up beside me and before I can place in any action and even a expression or mentally think whatever is happening, I am manhandled by three bulky people and drugged at that very spot. Talk about fast.

After a long time walking we came to a hallway, silent as a cemetery. I was shocked to see that the Alpha King's room was right at the end, the big door and in ancient werewolf language it had ''Alpha" carved on it. I instantly remembered the mark because my dad had it on some of his papers. My heart started beating so fast! I was actually scared. I was scared to pieces. What will he do? Believe me? I had no idea why my hopes were shrinking as we got closer and closer to his door, it was a big wooden door. With two broad shouldered men at both sides. Why does he need a guard inside the castle, I thought?

Every instinct in my body told me to fight this werewolf and run away so far but she was so strong for me.

We kept walking and walking until we reached the room door. Tears spilling down my face, there were a thousand possible things he could do to me. I was freaking out.

''Stay here, the King will be coming'' the redhead girl said.

I was shaking and that was clearly visible.

After waiting about almost a good 20-25 minutes the door was opened by two guards.

''If you make a move to run or even try to disrespect the king, you'll pay and it won't be good'' She said and roughly once again, dragged me in.

Another hallway, perfect!

This hallway was rather shorter and I kind of knew that it was his room with a hallway, a living and a own kitchen. It almost looked like an apartment with big rooms, expensive apartments. That's what I am trying to say. The girl took me in a room, it was so big and royalty was pouring out of it.

The redhead stopped in the entrance of a balcony,

''Behave, or his torture is the worst.” She whispered yelled at me.

I gulped and when I looked in the balcony there was a guy standing there, his back facing both of us. He was wearing a suit shirt, dark magenta colored. He was holding a drink in his hand, most probably alcohol. Yes alcohol, because I saw many drink bottles in the bar he had in his room. A king sized be, a bar, flat screen about 70' inches one, a huge glass door wardrobe and all I could see was condoms, girl clothes. On the floor.

Fear had me consumed, completely. I was just wishing to pass out but I was wide awake.

''Stop shaking, bitch.'' She whispered again.

''That's enough, Leave!'' A deep, demanding and ordering voice came and I saw that he turned around.

The redhead quickly left. He was a blonde/brown haired guy with blue eyes and white skin, not pale. He was maybe 6'2. I’m 5'5, yet. 

I looked down my hands and legs shaking, I was dead scared. 

I heard his footsteps and I was still looking down, and then something blocked the moonlight, and heat started to develop around me. When I saw his feet three inches away from mine, I started to step back and in no time I tried to run away backwards, I had just rushed 7 steps and I saw someone had closed the glass windows which made the room and balcony separate. Must be the stupid redhead.

''You're going nowhere, Ever.” He told me with a mischievous tone.

I was sweating as I turned around to see him.

Slowly I turned around to see him inches away from me. With a smirk on his face. I was silently screaming.

Few moments silence, and then he takes my both hands by my wrists and smashes them into the glass window causing it to track, my back was pressed on the glass too. I screamed in pain. Both his hands holding my wrists on the both sides of my head.

“Let-let me go.” I whined in front of him.

''Oh sweetheart, not yet not now.'' He whispered making his way to my ear, making me shake.

''Not ever'.” he finished.

''Why? Why are you doing this? Alpha King I did nothing to offend anyone.” I sobbed.

''You... Killed... My....Mate.” he whispered.

''No! NO! That's highly absurd! I'd never that's pure bullshit, I didn't do anything. I tried to help her but I couldn't because she said me not to!'' I yelled at him.

And I regretted doing so, his jaw and fists tightening, they were now clenched. He released my wrists and I instantly dropped to the floor, hugging my knees. It was cold.

''Get up!!'' he ordered. I didn’t respond, I didn't want to. ‘I said get up!'' He yelled even louder.

I still didn’t respond because I definitely didn't want to.

''Fine, you're so stubborn'' He murmured and pulled me up with my injured wrists.

He dragged me into the room and pushed me on the bed. I tried to run back, I clumsily started moving my legs back on forth, still making my way backwards on my elbows. I was now on four and jerked off the bed and ran to the door in his room, which was closed. I tried to knock on it and tried to open it but it was no use.

If I had a knife, I’d pull all his guts out. But the natural and forced respect for an Alpha King I was taught and ran in my blood stopped me. 

''It isn't going to open, if I don't want it to. You know?'' He said with a fake confused look as he pressed his temples with his fingers and sighing, he was faking it all and torturing me.

''Don't do this, please. I swear I didn't kill her, she told me not to! I swear.'' I said as I turned around to see him. I cried and cried, my head hurt and my veins shouted out loud.

''She would never, she... OH f**k. Don’t talk about her with that filthy mouth of yours!" He shouted in my face and dragged me to the bed.

He started unbuckling his belt.

He'd...never..do..that..he can’t.

He’s ONLY threatening me. 

And that's when I saw my blood all over the place, and realized I was bleeding all this time from a wound on my feet, I passed out. Too much for one day.

I woke up with a throbbing headache and my body aching, I had unbelievable pain in my stomach and legs. Tears slipped down my eyes because of the pain. My wrists were bandaged and were hurting less but I had the unbearable migraine. I couldn't stop but cry. I tried to remember what happened yesterday night. All I could remember was him trying to undo his pant's belt! And I passed out because I had lost a lot of blood. My clothes were changed and I had an oversized v-neck on. My mind started to panicky as I looked under the blanket, blood. I could smell his scent all over me, and my lower region hurt like bad too.

Tears flooded from my eyes, and I was crying with hiccups! He's a f*****g monster, he deserved that his mate left him. He f*****g deserves that, I wish he would die. I ran up to get my jeans from the couch, and I put them on.

Tears still spilling, I opened his room's door and decided to leave!

I forget he had a apartment for a f*****g room in the castle. As I walked out of his bedroom! I entered the leaving. I was wobbling literally, I had to pause to rest my legs and then walk. They were shaky, tears still flooding.

If he had tried to take advantage of me in my sleep, i’ll end him. 

There was no one there, so I did what I did best. Act smart and run.

Run.

Run.

Run.

Reached the main door out the f*****g bastard's room, and he had locked it, great.

I knocked on that f*****g door for ages, and the just leaned down on my knees, and started sobbing out loud. And friends there are two things I do best.

1) Cry.

2) Run away from my problems.

3) Solve the f**k out of this s**t. 

Not much brave and a rebel, am I?

Napes.

My stomach growled, so I saw the kitchen and reached its fridge and smiled for the first time since three absurd absolute unfortunate bad days.

It had all my favorite junk, and all my favorite stuff. I sat down on the counter and poured myself some milk and cheerios. I was fine for a second now, and enjoyed my breakfast. Hiding that fact from myself: I was kidnapped and raped, and by none other than The Alpha King.

Tears again started coming, and I wiped them off. I told myself to be strong, no matter what the conditions, I'll stay strong. I took long breathes and inhaled slowly. I had hiccups and wanted to sob and let it all out but no I wasn't going to show anyone how weak and broken I am.

I decided to play this his way.

I would kill him.