The Dragon King's Dark Angel

1 - Beasts

Trigger Warning : This story will contain triggering content for some readers.

King Atreyu

"Boris and the traitor are both secured in the dungeon," Israel informed me.

"It's about damn time," I sarcastically mumbled before I abruptly stood up from my chair, making it roll backward and hit the wall with a thud. As I rounded my antique mahogany desk, I flashed a devilish grin at Israel and commented, "It's time to have a little fun."

I couldn't wait to punish my former first in command. Boris purposely defied a direct order, and to make it worse, he tried to flee with a traitor. That was something I couldn't look past, and I planned to make an example out of him.

Israel was currently my second in command, standing just below seven feet tall. We grew up together, and he was my best friend. He had light blonde hair and silver eyes that shined like metal. He was a beast of a fighter, and I wholeheartedly trusted him with my life.

Israel has a twin brother named Zavier, who has the same light blonde hair, but Zavier's eyes are a shiny gold color. He is currently my third in command, and he is just as much of a beast on the battlefield as his brother.

I left the office with Israel flanking my left side and made my way through the castle down to the dungeon in the basement. Once I got there, I walked through the dimly lit corridors to the back cells, where Boris and his new friend were confined.

When I reached their cells, I looked to my left to see the black-haired woman with lime green eyes crouched down in the back corner with her arms hugging her knees. She looked absolutely terrified, but I was too angry to feel any sympathy for a traitor. I let her live in my kingdom, then she gave information to my enemies. I can't overlook that.

After glancing at her, I walked to Boris' cell to see him strapped in a chair. Right away, I unlocked his cell and swiftly closed the gap between us. He appeared to be unconscious, and I didn't feel like waiting for him to wake up, so I decided to give my newest nemesis a push by kicking him in the stomach.

Boris' eyelids instantly sprang open, as he gasped for air, and I didn't waste any time by immediately punching him square in the nose. Blood gushed out of his broken nose, but it quickly started healing within seconds.

Of course, that didn't stop me from continuing my assault on him. Luckily, we weren't close, like me and Israel. The only reason he was still my first in command was because of his stellar fighting skills.

When I got sick of pounding his face in, I gripped ahold of his neck and angrily snarled, "You know better than to defy a direct order from me. After all of these years, how could you betray my trust like this?"

"I c-couldn't l-let you k-kill my m-mate," he weakly stammered.

"You should have come to me about this, instead of betraying me!" I spat with contempt.

"P-please, have m-mercy on us," he begged in a half-whimper.

"Never will I have mercy on a pair of traitors," I seethed through clenched teeth, then I left his cell and went straight to the woman's cell.

After I unlocked the cell door, I made my way to the back where she was crouched down and quietly weeping. Without a shred of remorse, I fisted her hair and pulled Boris' mate to her feet, then I dragged the filthy traitor to Boris' cell.

I had Israel hold Boris' head, so he had no choice but to watch, then I used my bare hands to snap his mate's neck in front of him. I watched in amusement as Boris' body thrashed on the chair that he was strapped to, then he released a blood-curdling scream of pure agony in response to the breaking of his mate bond.

As soon as he started to calm down, I landed one more hard punch using all of my strength and knocked him out cold, then I instructed Israel to take him out to the courtyard and tie him to the concrete pillar. While Israel did that, I instructed Zaviar to have a few warriors help him round up all of the adults to watch what happened to traitors who betrayed their king.

Once there was a large group of men and women gathered around the courtyard, I walked over to the pillar that Boris was tied to. A second later, I gripped ahold of his hair and lifted his unconscious face up for everybody to see the damage I had already done to him.

A few gasps sounded from the women, but I didn't pay them any attention. Instead, I looked around the crowd and threateningly stated, "Take a good look at my former first-in-command. Let this be a lesson learned by all of you. I will not tolerate anybody in my kingdom betraying me. I don't care who you are, I will end you just like I'm gonna end this piece of s**t!"

Without further ado, I shifted into my dragon, then I roared and made flames shoot out of my mouth. With expertise, I slowly lifted my flames from Boris' feet up the length of his entire body.

Boris awakened right away, and I'm sure his screams could be heard for miles. The smell of his burning flesh permeated the air around us, and that made me feel quite satisfied. Never would I ever tolerate these fools betraying me like Boris did.

Genevieve

I don't know how long I'd been unconscious, but I was awakened to the most excruciating pain I had ever endured. My insides felt like they were being torn and ripped apart, in addition to feeling like there was a weight on top of my body.

My eyes were almost swollen shut from the beating I took on top of the mountain, and I couldn't move my arms or legs, because they were being held in place by thick silver cuffs. As the grogginess lifted from my mind, I became painfully aware of what was happening.

I forced my eyelids to open into little slits, and the first thing I saw was the menacing, dark green eyes of the beast who was violating me in the worst way ever. His long, dark brown hair cascaded down around his face, and his sweat was dripping all over my naked, battered body.

When I couldn't handle the pain any longer, an ear-piercing scream left my mouth, but all that got me was an amused laugh before the evil man backhanded the side of my face. Knowing that any attempts to make him stop would fall on deaf ears, I balled my hands up into fists and tried to think of anything other than what this beast was doing to me.

I don't know how much time passed, but I was filled with relief when the sweaty brute finally climbed off of me. I could hear him shuffling close by for a minute or so, then he cockily commented, "Don't get too comfortable angel. I have a line of warriors waiting for their chance to have some fun."

I could tell by the menacing tone of his voice, that he felt absolutely no remorse for what he had just done to me, and I felt utter fear over what was going to happen in the future. Unfortunately for me, I found out sooner than later when somebody else entered the room seconds after the first beast left.

Not knowing where I was or why I was there, I endured endless days of torture at the hands of those vile beasts. They didn't care how much pain they inflicted on me, and they seemed to get pleasure from hearing my screams of agony.

Never in a million years could I have imagined being in the situation I found myself in. I thought the other dark angels underground were cruel, but compared to these maniacs, the dark angels were more like saints.

So many times during those awful days, I felt regret over my decision to leave the underground, and all I wanted to do was get away and go home. However, I never got the opportunity. When I wasn't strapped to that damn bed, I was locked in a small cage with barely enough room to curl up into a ball.

The days turned into weeks, and the weeks turned into months. Eventually, I lost all hope of getting away. I went into a deep state of depression and despair. I refused to eat the tiny bit of food that was given to me, and I couldn't bring myself to look at any of those dreadful beasts.

The day finally came when the cruel men lost interest in me and my battered body. I was still kept in a tiny cage, but I no longer had to endure endless days of nonstop torture.

I got a few days of rest, and my body was slowly starting to heal. However, my sleep was plagued with nightmares about the many forms of torture I had endured. In addition to that, my injuries were extremely severe, and I was in serious need of medical help.

I had just awakened from one of those horrible nightmares when I realized my cage was being wheeled away from the spot it had stayed the entire time I had been held captive there. I thought for sure, I was going to meet my end, and truth be told, I welcomed the idea of not having to endure anymore torture.