Chapter 14 - Princess or Prisoner

*******Leoni's POV*******

Okay so now.

I am currently sitting in the back seat of a sports car.

Being driven by the freaking Alpha King!

Well at least I'm not married to Carter? I guess? And on the bright side Adam is here too.

I sat and watched both Adam and the king argue over directions which was quite humorous but whenever the king raised his voice I couldn't help but cower away slightly. Adam, however, didn't seem fazed by the king at all.

The king was driving like a maniac and whenever the car shot over a hole in the road or a speed bump I had to bite my lip in order to contain a whimper. The pain that a simple bump in the road caused to my body when it jerked us around in the car was indescribable.

I'm guessing that my hair was now a mess and that my makeup was smeared all over my face, after what happened back at the ceremony.

Just perfect.

Adam took me home and I changed into some comfy clothes but I never had time to wash my face or fix my hair since the King was extremely impatient.

Despite how young he looks, he still acts like the manliest man I've ever seen. It's strange. I think that he's actually forgotten how to be a normal guy.

I yawned out loud and suddenly clamped my hand over my mouth for drawing attention to myself.

Damn my stupidity and being this tired!

I see the king glance back at me in the mirror and smirk. I don't know if it's a good smirk or a bad one but either way I was shaking in fear already. How could I be so dumb to yawn like that in his presence!

"Leoni, take a nap on the back seat and we will wake you up when we get there." The king instructs me sternly and I nod back shyly before laying down and getting comfy.

I didn't want to argue with him or make him hurt me even though he hasn't even shouted at me or been mean to me at all since we met.

I still have to keep my guard up though, I learned that with Carter. Maybe when Adams gone he will begin to show his true colours.

I can't let my guard down and believe that he could actually treat me better than Carter did. The only thing I'm happy about is that Adam can help keep me safe for most of the time.

I got comfy on the seats and once the car ride became more smooth, I was sleeping like a baby within seconds.

********4 Hours Later********

"Lee...Lee... come on sleeping beauty, you gotta wake up!" I hear Adams voice say as he shakes me lightly.

I can't come to terms with opening my eyes however so I chose to ignore him hoping that he will just leave me here to sleep.

"You're pathetic Adam! Move out the way and let me carry her in, make yourself useful and get her bags will you!" I hear a very deep voice say, causing me to remember everything that had happened with the King.

Oh damn! Uhh... just pretend to still be asleep Leoni!

"She didn't bring any bags... sir." I heard Adam reply and I was a bit shocked to hear him call the king Sir. Especially since they were cousins. But I could tell that just from the way Adam had said it... he didn't approve.

I began to feel embarrassed at the fact that I didn't have any bags to bring here with me. My stuff was all destroyed when I had gotten back to my bedroom and I'm assuming it was Carters handy work during the time that I was in the cell.

I then felt strong hands cradle me up and when I felt those warm sparks shoot through my body I knew exactly who it was that was carrying me.

I wasn't happy about being carried inside. In fact I was petrified to make a move incase I annoyed the King.

I must admit though, the sparks that I felt when he touched me and his hot scent that filled my nostrils made me long to trust and love him... like I needed him to hold me forever.

I heard a door slam shut and then I felt like I was being carried up many sets of stairs. I couldn't hear Adam anymore so I'm assuming he wasn't around which just made me even more nervous than before.

I eventually heard another door slam and the King soon came to a halt.

"I know your awake angel." I heard the kings deep voice say making me gasp and open my eyes slightly.

"I-I'm s-so s-sorry." I stuttered out as he placed me on a large, soft bed.

I looked around, realising that I was in a massive bedroom mostly decorated in black and grey.

This bedroom itself was bigger than most apartments I've ever been to and not to mention the size of the bed! It could fit 7 grown men in it easily!

I gawked at his room like a child causing him to laugh. Wait did the big scary King just laugh at me?

"This is my bedroom and it will now also be yours so make yourself at home." He spoke out confidently whilst staring at me intensely.

I couldn't stop the words that left my mouth next since the fear began to take over causing my guard to go straight back up again.

"C-Could I not h-have a room of my o-own please sir?" I stutter out before it's too late and I watch the hazel colour in his eyes shift into a black.

"You are my MATE! If you actually still believe that your mated to that scum bag Carter then you must be insane! You. Are. Mine." He suddenly barks out making me tremble beneath him.

"N-No sir... I-I'm just not used t-to sharing a room with s-someone..." I stutter out again in fear that he's going to hit me.

"Very well... if you don't want to sleep with me-YOUR ONLY TRUE MATE, then there is a perfectly cold cell underneath the building with your name on it!" He states harshly before he grabs me by my wrist and pulls me to the door.

The pain all rushes back to me again due to the sudden movements causing me to whimper loudly but the King ignores me this time and tightens his grip.

He opens his bedroom door and calls out for one of his guards and within seconds I see a tall scary looking guy rush down the hall towards us.

"Take her down to the cells to spend the night and let's hope that it makes her change her mind about my sleeping arrangements!" He snaps out lowly, before handing me over to the guard.

The thought of going back in another cell makes me pale. I can't survive being in that environment again. It's cold, uncomfortable, dirty and smelly.

The tears YET AGAIN begin to fall from my eyes and I wish that I could find the courage to tell the king that I had changed my mind already.

How dumb of me? I could have slept in a warm large bed for the rest of my life and now I'm right back down to a cell for upsetting the King on my first day here.

The guard walks me down many hall ways in the house and I can't help but admire the kings home. It is much larger than a mansion and is decorated so modernly and neatly I can't even cope with how good it looks.

The features of the house turned into a short distraction for me and I had managed to calm down slightly. It was all soon gone however when I was led down the steps towards a heavily locked door.

Two guards stood heavily armed as they opened the metal door for us which led down into the cells.

I could hear maniacal laughs, rude comments, and over all it was a thousand times worse than my fathers cells.

The King must hold the most deadliest threats to wolfs down here and now I've somehow landed myself a spot. How lucky am I.

Before I know it I'm being guided into a very small cell numbered 125 which has nothing more in it other than an extremely thin mattress laid on the floor.

There was a fan on the ceiling that was pumping cold air into the room causing my body to shiver uncomfortably.

The room was a major downgrade from the one I was put in at my fathers pack with not even a bathroom to go to.

That explains the smell.

Actually it made me miss my old cell.

The guard locked me in and left me in the dark cell to rot for only the King knows how long for.

I lay down on the thin mattress which resembled sleeping on a floor and I was uncertain of whether or not my body would be able to handle sleeping on such a hard surface. After all i was covered in bruises from head to toe.

I'm guessing it's around 7 at night since it took us so long to leave the pack and for all of the drama that had been caused earlier to settle down.

I haven't eaten today at all but I wasn't really bothered... I'm actually quite glad that nobody has tried to force feed me recently.

I decided that sleep would probably be the best option for me right now and I was extremely thankful that I had chose to wear joggers and a hoodie to travel in as right now they were keeping me slightly warm...

As another blast of cold air releases into the room, I allow the silent tears to leak from my eyes as I cry myself to sleep once again.