Chapter 74

Dylan's POV.

Click!..

I pressed the trigger of the gun down with no hesitation at all, but the gun simply clicked!

I pressed it again and again until it had been confirmed that it would not fire! My tears were never ending as I frowned in desperation and moved it away from my body slightly only for it to fire a bullet into the grass that lay beside me, causing me to jump out of my skin. I have no idea why it wouldn't fire for me but I tried twice more only for it to click. I shook my sorrow off and without thinking quickly stood onto my shaking feet, and pointed the barrel at the king instead, his wide eyes met mine and challenge swam over his features.

"Drop the gun, my queen, and no will get hurt!" That was bull shit, I'd get hurt, I'd threatened the king, the gun I held wasn't filled with silver, it wasn't heavy enough and I know the royal lycans weren't stupid enough to carry weapons that could kill their own kind, but it would pack a sting.

"Bull shit! Someone always gets hurt by you!” I held it up to him as the audience that was gathered in sorrow for my mom was now slowly following me and the king. I saw Oliver quickly take a step towards me but I held firm. "Don't move! Or I’ll shoot him in the head myself!” My voice was raspy and the months of me forcing my tears back all flooded out at once leaving me unable to stop sobbing as I held my ground. "Reject me!"

The king shook his head and held his hands up a smug smile on his face as he looked at me. "You won't shoot me, I know you, so do yourself a favor and give me the gun!" I seethed as my hands shook and I fired it again only to have it kick back, and a single bullet flew from it through the air, within a second the bullet had hit the kings shoulder and blood spurted out of it slightly.

Damn it, I missed his head!

My eyes widened at what I'd done and I quickly pointed it at my head again, only to have the warm wind return and it to simply click again, as if it were out of bullets, it made me begin to weep even more uncontrollably as I tried and tried to put a bullet in my head.

While I was momentarily distracted the gun was roughly snatched out of my hands by the lord beta and the kings frustration came out in the form of a loud slap on my cheek causing me to fall to the floor, as a fresh stream of tears flooded down my face, not at the slap but at my rotten luck.

"WHY!" I screamed, I wasn't even speaking to the king I was just screaming at the empty air surrounding me. "Why, why, why, why, WHY?!”

I must have looked positively crazy as I knelt on the concrete weeping and shouting at the world. I just wanted to die, more so now than ever before. I felt my entire resolve slipping away as I slowly curled into a ball and clutched my chest.

My heart was broken, the pain and guilt I felt was too much for me to bare, and I let my sorrow be known as I screamed in agony at my loss. The king simply stood in front of me, waiting for me to finish, like someone waiting for a small child to stop a tantrum. He left me for 5 minutes until a gasp left his lips obviously something had happened that caused him some anger, but I didn’t know what, and I didn’t care. I really and genuinely didn’t care, I just finally allowed the sorrow, and the pain that had been slowly eating me alive, finally take hold of my being.

"This ends now!" The king grabbed hold of my arm and used it to pull me onto my weak feet then forced my body into a very tight unwanted hug, so I swung my arms at him, my hands clenched into tight fists as I began to wail on him.  I did absolutely no damage at all but it felt good to finally hit back.

"No, get off me!” I screamed as I hit his chest over and over again. Crying hysterically as I did so. “I hate you, I hate you!” I didn’t know how to make him hate me, I’d just shot him and he still wanted me. “How can you feel nothing?” My voice was slowly getting quieter as I realized I was never going to get away. I was stuck, with the murderous tyrant who had taken my moms life just because he thinks he’s entitled to me and only me. Eventually I stopped hitting him and fell to my knees at his feet. “Please!” I looked up at him and watched his eyes falter ever so slightly at seeing the emptiness inside mine. “Please, I’m begging you your grace, just kill me… If…” could I even say the words that were on the top of my tongue? I had to try. “If… if you really love me then kill me… please, please, I can’t… I can’t live like this anymore.” I shook my head, Bowing it low to the man I hated more than anything.

“Shh my love, I could never kill you, you are mine! Have I not done you a favor? You did say yourself that you hated her!” He knelt down to my level with me and pulled my head into his torso gently, wrapping his naked arms around my back. I didn’t pull away, I simply continued to cry, resting my cheek on his naked chest. his heart hammered steadily down my ear which told me he really didn’t care what he had done, he was calm and collected. “Your life can get so much better, if you just accepted me. I can take care of you now. You have no one else left but me, I promise you, my love, I’m not going anywhere.”

He was right… I was so alone. Nick had turned his back on me, he was more interested in his mate than anything else, it was the exact same with Erin, my little brother Freddie was a lot safer without me, I would just cause him more pain and trouble if I stayed around him, And Lewis… he probably never felt the way I did, and he had probably already forgotten all about me, he lost everything he ever knew because of me, for all I know as soon as he left he’d cast me aside, knowing that he too was better off away from me, even so, I would never accept the kings mark, but maybe if I tried to let him in, I wouldn’t loose anyone else, maybe no one else would be in danger of him again.

“I can’t let you mark me.” I whispered through sobs and sniffles. The king grip became slightly tighter but he still remained somewhat calm, it was a side of him that I had never seen before.

“Then for now, just let me take care of you. Let me love you and in time you will come to love me.” I didn’t have it in me to argue, I swallowed thickly and continued to sob into him while my own hands wrapped around his toned back. I was seeking comfort from the one person who had shown me everything but reassurance, I was seeking consolation in the form of my moms killer, in my torturer, but for some reason it was the only thing I could think of to do, it made me feel sick to my stomach, but it also felt right. I hated myself so so much, but I needed someone to tell me that everything was going to be ok, and his grace was right, I had no one else.

Maybe becoming the kings mate was my punishment. Maybe I deserved everything I had received so far.

I was distraught and my brain was clouded by a thick fog. I kept seeing my mothers body lying in a lake of her own blood, and her lifeless eyes staring at me. I kept replaying the last thing I had said to her over and over in my mind, on a constant loop. I kept imagining the kings wolf attacking her and the unfathomable fear she must have felt knowing her life was about to end, and because of everything in my head, a whimper whimper escaped me.

I felt a rough kiss on the top of my head, and then my body began to jostle about until I was being carried bridal style in the kings strong murderous arms, I had never felt so uncomfortable in my entire existence, but I also felt as if maybe I did belong with him. Maybe we were just as bad as each other.

“Let’s go and wash up, my queen. We don’t want to be wearing traitors blood all day, do we?” King Josh spoke quietly as he began to carry me away, his stance held nothing but pride, all the while I remained crying, now quietly as most of my energy had completely dissipated due to the events of the day.

My eyes were heavy and tear filled as I slowly looked ahead of me, I strained my vision slightly as a strange shimmering light caught my line of sight, it peaked my curiosity, but no one else had seemed to notice it. It held a strange beauty to it that allowed me to close my eyes and doze off, thinking of the graceful glow instead of the horrific events that had tainted me forever.

Hopefully I would be lucky enough to never wake up again.

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