Clay POV
It had been three days, three days of waiting. Clay new the prince would be coming to his house, however he didn't think it would take this long.
Clay was currently cleaning the kitchen after he had made lunch that day. Clay was humming to himself, swaying around the kitchen in dancing like fashion. He was so caught up in what he was doing that he didn't see his step mother quietly swim into the room.
"It was you" she said. Clay jumped at the sound not expecting her to be there. Clay turned to face her.
"Ma'am" he said with a confused tone. Not understanding what she had said.
"It was you who stole the kings heart." Her tone was deadly calm. And that scared him more than if she had yelled at him. He slowly backed away from her.
"ANSWER ME" She screamed.
"I..I do..n't understand w..what you mean." Clay could feel himself start to shake in fear.
"Yes, you do you bitch. You stole my daughters opportunity to be with the prince."
She was suddenly in front of him claws scraping against his face leaving deep groves. Blood started floating around him as she grabbed his arm and dragged out of the kitchen. "Look daughters, this is what stole the prince's heart."
She shoved Clay to the floor. Clay landed funny on his arm and he heard a sharp snap. Pain flared through his arm, but he did not cry out. Clay lifted himself on his good arm his tale lying limply on the floor.
didn't look at his 'family' just looked to the floor. So he didn't notice the tale that struck him in the abdomen. He felt all the air leave his lungs.
He fell on his back trying to catch his breath. Suddenly more hits were being struck upon him.
"HOW DARE YOU, YOU STUPID UGLY WENTCH." Taylor yelled. He then felt clawing on his back and heard his stepsister Hannah yelling at him while she clawed him.
Clay could barely think though all the pain. His arm, abdomen and back were all being abused. Clay coughed, a bright red substance exiting his mouth. Soon the pain and abuse from all those years started to come out, all the scars, bruises and broken limbs.
So clay did the only thing he could think. He closed his eyes and screamed, a loud painful scream. All those times he had wanted to, but never had the strength or courage. He screamed long and loud. Just wanting it all to stop.
Clay was caught up in what was happening he didn't hear the door being slammed open, he didn't see palace guards storming the house.
He didn't feel his stepsisters being harshly forced off him. Clay opened his eyes everything was blurry.
Not knowing what was going on moved up against the wall and started to stand. Suddenly he heard a high pitched scream.
He was then pushed harshly into the wall behind him. Then everything went black.
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Ash POV
My guards and I swam quickly to the front door. Quickly one of my guards slammed himself into the door.
Once the door was down I followed my guards in. The sight that met me was so horrendous I almost cried.
There was my mate being beaten and clawed. Before I could order anything my guards were suddenly on top of the girls pulling them off my mate. They were then dragged to the ground and put in shackles. I turned as I was a sudden movement.
There was an older woman rushing towards my mate with a knife in her hand screaming. Without thinking I rushed to her, I grabbed her my her arm, however the sudden movement caused her to stumble and she fell into my mate.
This then caused him to hit his head against the wall behind him. I watched in horror as his body slowly drifted to the floor. I grappled with the women for the knife. I brought my hand up and punched her straight in the nose.
She let out shriek of pain, doping the knife. One of my guards come over to the women to shackle her. Once my guard was on the women I rushed to my mates side. There were deep laceration on his face and all over his back.
I gently placed a hand under his neck and tale. Lifting him up I started back towards the palace. Once I arrived I rushed towards the hospital wing. Once there I placed my mate on a bed as nurses surrounded my mate.
When I was told to leave I refused not wanting to leave him.
"We can't have you hear your majesty, we can't have any interruptions." I wanted to argue so badly, but I knew I would only be in the way. Once I was out the doors I saw my parents talking with a couple of guards.
I made my way over to them. "Son" my father said. "I ignored him."
"I want them dead" I told the guards. My parents gasped.
"Son you don't mean that." "YES I DO, THEY HURT MY MATE SO I DECIDE WHAT HAPPENS TO THEM." The guards looked uncertainly at my parents.
"HEY, DON'T LOOK AT THEM YOU'RE TALIKNG TO ME, NOW DO AS I SAY. I want you to go ahead and set and execution date." with that turned around and made my way back to the hospital wing.
There was bench near the door which I heavily sat down in. "oh my gosh Ash is everything ok?" I looked up to see Adam swimming to me.
"No Adam it's not I found my mate, but he was being tortured the nurses are looking at him now." Adam sat next to me.
"Oh Ash I'm so sorry, everything's going to be ok." He took my hand in his in a silent gesture of reassurance or comfort I didn't know. It was in that moment all that all the stress of losing my mate, looking for him, then finding him in such a state all came rushing to me at once.
For the first time in a long time I cried.
