Chapter 10

Dylan POV

My moms eyes widened as she realized my situation, her head then quickly lowered at the Kings presence while the other two men jogged up behind him. "I... Erm..." my eyes widened at how useless my mom was being. I know she wasn’t the strongest person ever but I thought she'd at least be better than what she was. She slightly moved to the side causing my frame to come out of cover.

Seizing this opportunity the king reached around and grabbed hold of my wrist tightly, before roughly pulling me into his firm body making me drop my bag of things. I quickly tried to push him away but his grip only tightened.

"MOM! Do something. Please!" Tears were brimming in my eyes again as my mom looked between the king and me, I couldn’t let them fall, I just couldn’t, the confliction buried within her iriseswas heartbreaking.

The king took my mother's silence as her answer and wrapped his arm around my waist lifting me up slightly and pulling me away. "Mom, don't let him take me, stop him." My moms eyes were now flowing with warm salty water as I yelled for her to help me, all the while I was being dragged out of the house. "KILL ME!" I shouted as my situation finally hit me. My face must have been red and my body was aching from all the running. "Just KILL ME. MOM!"

The king suddenly stopped in his tracks, his face lowered to mine as I wiggled in his grasp while hysterically shouting and thrashing around. “You'd rather die than be with me?" He practically spat it, you could tell that I had angered him deeply. His emotion was cut short when my moms voice sounded from behind us. By now a lot of the humans were watching. Some had tears of their own while others just looked completely shocked at the scene in front of them.

"Your Grace?" My mom bounded up to the king her face was red as well and she had tear stains on her cheeks. She held a small piece of paper in her hands which she quickly held out. "Please take this with you. I know it would mean a lot to Dylan." One of the other men grabbed the paper and looked at it.

"What is it." The king asked while I continued to shout hysterically and fight against his grip.

"It's a photograph of Dylan and her father. It was taken the week before he passed away." My mom took a small step backwards and looked me in the eye. "I am so sorry" she whispered before turning her back and running towards our home once more. My eyes widened in fear and rage as I watched my mother literally feed me to the wolves. She walked away from me, she left me in the Kings clutches.

"YOU TRAITOR!" I yelled causing our now extremely large audience to watch the scene play out. "YOU FUCKING TRAITOROUS BITCH! I HATE YOU FOR THIS." I kept shouting as my anger raged and screams of fury left my mouth while I continued to fight against the kings strength. “FUCK YOU." There was loads of people out now that could have really been of help but instead, they just stood and watched. The entire school had come out to watch the show, as the king dragged me away. I fought until I could barely breathe, the Kings men had their heads down and the king had a permanent frown of anger on his face.

"Let ME GO! No, stop, don't take me away, I'LL KILL MYSELF, I WILL." I screamed as I was dragged back to school by the king himself. There was a limo that was parked at the front of the school building and I found I was being taken straight to it. I glanced at everyone from school, Nick was watching with a horrified expression, while the Alpha twins tried to put on a stone face.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME." Nothing was working, my eyes stung from my unreleased tears and my body ached from my struggles, but what was I to do? He was the alpha king, and I was a pathetic human. "I'LL KILL MYSELF." I screamed over and over again as we neared the limo. I suddenly kicked my legs so ferociously that the kings grip loosened slightly and I fell to the ground. My forehead painfully cracked on the gravel and blood instantly poured out of that new wound too.

I hissed in pain before I was grabbed again. I didn't have much fight left in me by this point. I slumped in the kings arms knowing that I couldn't escape, I let one tear drop onto the floor and my head hung low in defeat. I was fading in and out of consciousness as the bump to my head sunk in.

"Sleep now my queen." That was literally the last thing I heard before my eyes rolled back and my body completely relaxed, darkness quickly took over all my senses as I was forced into a dreamless sleep.

"Argh!" I groaned as my eyes began to flutter open, I felt something cold being pressed on my forehead, and a small strong pressure around my waist. I felt my pillow move slightly, before a sudden stop caused me to jolt forward. The small pressure around my waist strengthened and stopped me from flying forward like I would have done if it wasn't there. My eyes shot open but instantly closed again when I felt like drums were pounding in my skull.

"Shhh, you suffered a hard blow, but not to worry, my queen, you're quite safe now." Huh? My groggy state didn't really take in anything he was saying, that is until I realized he said queen.

My eyes shot open again, and I quickly sat up from my position, the pressure around my waist let up to allow me to fully sit up, and my back instantly hit the back of a seat. My head whipped around taking everything in, I was in a car, 'no wait it's too long to be a car', I was in a limo, the interior, black, with grey floors, the seats were made of expensive black leather and there was a large open bottle of champagne in an ice bucket.

My head then moved to the people, the second man was sat directly opposite me he was sat backwards facing me, and it felt like he was staring into my soul, next to him was the other wolf, he was holding an ice pack against his dick glaring at me with a look that could kill.

Next to me was the king, he was holding an ice pack in his right hand and he was smiling from ear to ear at me, I looked behind the second man and the other guy and noticed two more men, one was driving and the other was probably the switch for when the driver gets tired, I also noticed that we had slammed on because we hit a red light. God, does this guy not believe in hiring any women to do work for him?

"How are you feeling?" The question was sincere enough but I simply glared at the king, he didn't care about me, he cared about what I would end up baring for him, and by that I mean a mutant wolf baby. He will never get close enough to me for that, one good thing is that he can't do anything to do with mating until I consent which is something I don't plan on doing, if he does, the marking would just kill me and render him mateless, which in turn would kill him.

I didn't answer his question, I simply turned my head to look out of the window, my eyes widened drastically as I realized we were miles away from my home town and the sun was slowly beginning to descend. My head snapped to the king who looked at the floor, his eyebrows were knitted together and he looked to be in deep thought.

"How long has it been?" I asked realization hitting me that I had been kidnapped by the king, and now I was in a limo going god knows where. My voice sounded croaky and my throat was dry from all the yelling I'd done before hand.

"A few hours." The king shrugged before grabbing an empty glass and filling it with the champagne. Oh, how the better half live. Here they are sipping bubbly and probably eating the best food money can buy, and then you get us, who have to live off of stale bread and water, and occasionally beef broth. Once he felt the glass was full, the king offered it to me, shocked I just looked at it with a frown.

"You're a queen, you get every privilege I do, we will be equals as soon as you are marked." I shrugged taking the glass and smelling it, it smelt weird, sweet but sour at the same time. Again I shrugged before bringing the glass up to my lips and taking a sip. It was an odd flavor, and I couldn't work out if I liked it or not. Being only 12 when the lycans took over I had never really drank before, so as much as I hate him, I'm gonna enjoy any drink he offers me.

"So... what do you think?" My head turned to the first man, who was smiling at me slightly, there was something in his eyes when he looked at me but I couldn't work out what. I shrugged again before knocking the whole drink back, then held the empty glass for the king to take.

"It's alright, its bitter, dries your mouth out, but at least it has flavor." It was an honest answer. All I get to drink is water, so the fact that Ive finally tasted something new was a great experience.

"Do drinks back in your district not have flavor?" The first man questioned taking my glass from me to fill it up again.

"I'd hardly call water flavorful." I sneered, averting my attention back out of the window.

"How old are you, My queen?" The king asked while The first man passed the glass back and much like before after two gulps it was gone.

"17, your grace." He frowned before grabbing my cheek and roughly moving my head towards him.

"You call me Joshua, I told you... we are mates." His thumb stroked my cheek softly as he looked into my eyes. His irises darted between mine as he tried to find some sort of emotion hidden within my brown orbs. After crying so much before I was drained, so right now I had no emotion showing whatsoever.

"Very well king Joshua," a large growl sounded though the limo at the use of his title. Calling him by his title is respectful in normal circumstances, however, it also keeps a wall between us up, which goes without saying.

"Why, must you aggravate me so? You are my mate, my queen, my life, and yet you can't even stand the thought of calling me by my name!" He threw the ice pack on the floor in temper, before leaning over to me and forcing me against the window.

My body tensed drastically at the close proximity and even more so when his hands caged me in. "Do you not feel that? The pleasure of being with your soulmate, the sparks that run through our bodies the second they touch?" His hand creepily stroked my bare arm, while his irises darkened with lust. "I never thought I'd find my mate, I took over as king and didn't think I'd ever feel the bond. Everyone around me found their mates, but I couldn't leave the palace to try. Then I saw you... in the hallway at your school. I saw you and even with all the beautiful wolves around me dressed up in their finest clothes, I knew that you were the one That would be beneath me for life."

I let out a small scoff as I thought back to everything that happened in the hall. "Yeah, well... I think you made a mistake." The sarcasm in my voice was prominent and you could tell it affected the king.

"I didn't! I am yours, and You WILL be mine, you won't be able to run from the connection we have, you can fight it all you want, but you can't deny the bond." He leaned forward slightly more causing me to hit the back of my head on the window, he then placed a small kiss on my forehead where the bump was before moving away from me and taking a glass of champagne for himself. I just stared at him my eyes hard and full of hatred, as he took a few sips of the sparkling drink.

"Well, I believe that introductions are in order, don't you my queen?" My head turned to look out of the window of the limo, I wasn't bothered in introducing myself to any of these people and I couldn't care less what these people's names were. "Well, I suppose we should start with my beta," my head turned to the king to find him pointing at the first man who sat directly opposite me. He waved smugly before speaking to me.

"Royal Beta Lewis at your service, my queen." I scowled at his use of the formal title to me. I wasn't a royal, not now, not ever.

"Call me a Royal again and there will be one less beta in the world." The king sighed, as Lewis's eyes widened, he chuckled before turning to the guy next to him.

"This is the royal gamma, Oliver." Oliver tried to smile but it appeared more like a grimace than anything else.

"How's your dick?" I questioned sarcastically causing a full scowl to cross his face.

"If you weren't our Queen, you would be executed for your mouth alone." Oliver barked.

"I wish you would." I mumbled forgetting about their wolf hearing, the king growled at my words before grabbing my hand and looking me directly in the eyes.

"Nobody is going to lay a hand on you, except me." I pulled my hand away quickly and turned to look out of the window once more. "Now, we will have to take your measurements as soon as we are home, so we can design a new wardrobe for you. You'll have to be educated in the art of royalty, you must learn all our traditions, And tomorrow, my love... you will be announced as my mate, and new queen of the lycanthrope."

I felt my breath get caught in my throat, and I thickly gulped.

'How am I going to get out of this one?'