To Love A King

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ifhadf i've been listening to Fucked My Way Up To The Top by Lana Del Rey and honestly i feel like that's the type of vibe that Lillian is going to be giving off most of this story, she craves power even if she doesnt know it yet (after all, she was literally born to become a queen lmao)

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My eyes narrow as he makes a move towards me. My hand twitches, each step he takes towards me makes my heart beat faster. 

A dangerously curious part of me wonders what he'll do when he catches me.

He stops mere inches away from me, "I'll show you to our room." His voice is deadly soft, I despise the way it makes me want to trust him, the way it makes me feel safe. Even though his voice momentarily distracts me, I do not miss the words.

"Our room?" I hiss out. I'm no idiot, I know what men do to women in private. I've had my fair share of encounters, albeit some for pleasure, others for survival.

He's in my thoughts again, I can feel him. Itching at the back of my mind. I try blocking him out but it's too late. The shift in the air is obvious. 

His calm demeanor is a facade by now, I can tell from his rapidly switching eye color.

 I don't know much about wolves but I'm starting to think they may be more than a bit possessive. I store that information away to be used later. You never know what could be useful.

He closes the small gap between us, backing me up into the cramped hallway wall, bending down so he is eye to eye with me. 

His arms cage me in. His words from earlier filter into my head. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

I close my eyes, praying to the god's for solace, as he lowers his head to my neck, his lips gently touch the crook of my neck. My stomach swirls. 

With him so close, the power radiating off of him is practically mine. I'm selfish, impulsive and I want more. I arch into him, needing more. 

There is a low growl of approval in the back of his throat, I pay it no mind. Completely content to bathe in his warmth and power and the brief feeling of complete safety he offers.

With no space between us but our clothes, I still feel the need to be closer. My mind is cloudy with lust for his power.

A dark voice that I do not want to pay any mind to whispers that it just may be lust for him too. 

That voice is what pulls me out of the strange trance I was in. 

I duck quickly, like the little fox I am, under his strong arms and away from his intense gaze. 

His eyes still black, the difference in his voice is definitely notable he says, "What a power hungry little fox you are." I can't help but appreciate the gentleness he still keeps with this strange, not quite human tone.

Pushing himself off the wall, "Although, little fox, do keep thoughts of past lovers out of your head. If you need anything, anything at all, darling fox, I'm right here." His tone loses it's gentle edge as he talks, possessiveness and suggestiveness seeping through his voice. 

I back away from his hungry stare. Instantly I can tell this is the wrong move, "Don't run." 

I feel like he's said that before. 

Stopping immediately I raise my hands in surrender, no need to tempt a monster. 

In an instant his eyes are back to brown and I find myself loosening muscles I didn't know were tense.

"You enrage my wolf like no other little fox."

It takes a few seconds and he's in my face again. I flinch. 

I'm no stranger to the heavy hand of men. And I know one when I see one.

"Open your eyes stupid fox." I open them without thinking. His voice is nonnegotiable. 

"You truly do not understand, " My anger rises at the condescending tone of his words. 

"What don't I understand, wolf king?" I do not hide my frustration at his actions.

"I would never hurt you stupid fox, neither would he. To hurt you would..." He doesn't seem to be able to put into words what it would mean. But my trust for these wolves is very little, this could be an act. Also, I have a sneaking suspicion, the strange he, in his words if referring to the black eyes that always seem to surface when I push him too far. 

He says no more, never finishing his sentence as he walks towards a door at the end of the white hall. 

I follow him with no questions, for now, best not push the beast.

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The bedroom is quite... Luxurious. Which I have no qualms about. 

The room is open and airy. I give the huge bed no thoughts, not wanting to think about any of that at the moment.

Instead, I focus on the beauty that is the view. 

Outside the ginormous window, lies a view of the forest. Vast, lush, green a true home.

I go to it right away, I feel his eyes on me and I do not care, I just want to watch, just for a second. 

I put my small hand on the glass, I want to be out there right now. The mystic pull I have to nature, to the trees is undeniable. It is a pull that should not be broken nor defied.

"You are truly a wolf's mate, aren't you." It was not a question.

He was behind me, my back pressing firmly against his chest. I fit right under his chin. I do not remember him getting there.

I don't understand his words completely, and I do not find myself caring.

"Do not worry little fox, I will not keep you from the forest for long."

I feel like a child. I want to demand to go out there right now. Maybe stomp my foot for good measure.

Before I get the chance, I stop myself. I will not lose my last shred of dignity. I will not beg the man. 

Alternatively, I decide to take comfort in the fact that he said I would be able to go. 

I didn't know I was going to talk, "If I'm truly as special to you as you say I am, you would know that keeping me from the forest causes me pain."

It wasn't completely a lie but I mostly said it to see how he would react.

"Little fox, I am not an idiot. Stop lying. Change, eat dinner, and then I promise, you'll get to explore the forest."

"I don't believe you." I say, it's true, sort of. 

His eyes flash that signature black before the man wrestles control, "I would never lie to you little fox."

I still don't believe that, he'll lie eventually, they always do. 

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damn lillian is getting all guilt trippy up in here. this was kind of a filler sorry, i just kind of wanted you guys to see them interact a bit more. Both beast and man lol!

anyways please please please don't forget to vote! all the nice comments really pushed me to get this chapter out

honestly your guy's support means the world!

also sidenote, completely unedited cause i wanted to get his out to you all asap lmao