The Lycan King's Substitute Wife

Chapter 5

HOPE

My lips parted as I tried to assimilate Darius' words. Consummate this marriage? My throat felt dry, and a scary shiver ran down my spine.

I watched as Darius took a step into the room and locked the door behind him. My heart dropped at the act. He ambulated towards me like a predator going for the kill. Once he got to me, he gripped my wrist, raising it to his chest, and I gasped at the sudden act.

"Strip." He commanded, and my heart race sped up.

"My Lord, I can't—"

"I will not repeat myself one more time. Strip." He boomed in a loud voice, and I flinched at the tone used.

My heart was racing. I couldn't do what he asked of me. My chastity was all I had. If I yielded, he would taint and destroy me. Moreover, I was not supposed to be his wife, Light was.

"King Darius, please. My innocence is all I have. I have never been with a man before." I explained, looking into his dead eyes, hoping to find some shred of sympathy in them, but I couldn't find any.

His eyes gave nothing of empathy to my situation. His expression remained indifferent as though my explanation held no water to him. My vision blurred, as tears threatened to escape from my eyes.

"My Lord, please. What my Mother said, please pay her words no mind. Light will be found soon and you'll have no use for me. If you take me, I'll be tainted and I won't be able to get married to another. P-please." I choked on a sob at the end of my explanation before I broke down into tears.

I couldn't contain myself any much longer. My tears must have irritated Darius because he immediately let go of my wrist, flinging it away and I, myself. Though my eyes were blurry from my tears, I could still make out the displeased scowl that formed on my husband's face.

"Is that all you can do? Cry?" he questioned, and I drew back a sniffle, using the back of my palm to wipe my eyes.

"I'm sorry, my Lord. But I can't help myself." My words came out blubbered but I was sure that he heard me.

"Useless. Useless." He muttered to himself, and tears welled up from my eyes again as my lungs felt constricted.

He was not the first person to refer to me as Useless, but that didn't make the blow of his words any less harsh. I hated how weak I was. He hadn't even known me for a long time and he could already tell that I was nothing but a weak Human.

"I can't believe that I'm temporarily chained down to a crybaby," Darius said to me in a spiteful tone, and I averted my gaze to the ground.

"I'm sorry." I croaked. He hissed through his teeth, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"And to think your Mother said you would make a good wife. I now have to go seek pleasure from whores over my wife."

His words felt like a harsh slap to my face. My lips trembled, and heavy tears ran down from my eyes.

"I'm sorry," I repeated, hoping the words would do something to ease his anger but they didn't. Darius was still angry at me and I still felt pathetic.

"Save your apologies for someone who cares." He said, then left my room.

In his absence, I fell to the bed with a heavy thud as I let the tears flow from my eyes in peace. I couldn't believe I angered him within only half a day of being married to him. I was so useless and stupid.

I cried and cried until my eyes had no more tears left to cry and I drifted into a dreamless sleep.

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