My King

Chapter 18 - The midnight zone.

Chapter 18 - The midnight zone.

Marcys Savage

A painfilled howl is heard in the throne room, as they slice me with their swords, leaving an open wound in its wake. I retaliate by throwing them against the stone walls with a slap of my large paw. Their groans of pain, as their backbones break on impact, gives the monster great joy, a victory roar echoing in the throne room.

As some of them regain a stance on shaky feet, I slice their throat open with my claws, watching the blood flow like a river down their exposed neck, their mouths hanging agape in a silent scream, their eyes losing its color, turning lifeless. A puddle of blood has been created, and it stains the beautiful hardwood floor.

They were idiots to go against me. I stare through the red irises belonging to my monster, keeping an eye out for what's happening in my forced absence. I'm locked away behind the monsters confined barrier, being immobilized as I'm tucked away in my own mind, a prisoner in my own body. I have no control and regaining any isn't possible at the moment, the monster too powerful after its long hibernation.

My bloodred orbs zoom in on Luka' frantic body, after he burst through the doorway. His astonished gaze land on me, a realization going across his face, as he stares upon the monster.

He knows it's me.

Luka' deep breathing is erratic, and he slowly inches closer to us, his hands held above his head in surrender. His pace is slow, and I'm forced to witness my monster become more and more agitated with our mate's closeness. The need for his blood erotic in a way.

Red irises drill into Luka' blue oceans, as it analyzes his every movement, ready to strike at any sign of danger. His soft voice speaks to us, trying to break down the barrier we've put up to protect ourselves.

"It's me Marcys. I'm not here to hurt you, I'm here to help, please let me help" His pleading fall on deaf ears, my monster not caring one bit about our shared bond.

I do everything in my power to hold the monster back from doing what it feels is needed. A desperation sets in me, the need to save my mate from myself high. A fierce and powerful growl rumble in our throat at his advances, a warning to back off before we take control of the situation and do it for him. Luka keep inches closer and closer, his pace still as slow and cautious as before, his hand outstretched to let us know he's not a threat.

He stops when he's close enough to feel our heavy breathing blow in his face, his hair falling back. Our bond strengthens the closer we get, and my monster grumble in irritation at the calmness falling upon us, our stance taking the hit.

He extends his hand a little more to close the distance between us, my monster taking a hurried step back. The touch of our mate would force the monster back to his confinement behind the barrier set up to keep him imprisoned. My monster knowing the power our bond holds over it.

It's not ready to withdraw itself.

Luka flinch back at the monster' quick movement, before regaining his stance, his hand still extended in our direction. The monster inches closer, keeping a safe distance, while taking a big sniff of his hand, his heavenly scent embracing our senses, and my monster' stiff muscles release the tension. Luka' hand is held calm and steady, as the monster' snout comes in contact with his outstretched flat palm. It closes its red orbs, a calmness never felt taking over every muscle, every vein and every bone. Its rigid body release the tension, and exhaustion set in, after the forced shift.

The mate bond doing its bidding. As they touch, the monster slowly morphs into its human skin. The monster taking its leave, to make room for the human within. Luka watches in awe, as I show myself, the massive monster disappearing to let the human burst through. My breath is erratic and heavy, my chest moving to the beat of my heart pounding inside my chest too fast to comprehend. I face my mate, a smile stretching across my face, his blue oceans staring back at me in amazement.