Sacrificed to the Savage

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Chapter 1

Sacrifice that's what they say im doing, sacrificing myself for the good of human kind. I find it to be a savage word a word that can destroy a person and even a world. A word that has had the power to destroy me, destroy the person that I could have been the children that I could have had and the experiences I would have encountered. Now I wont have the life that I want to lead, nor the children I wish to love, which I will make sure of I refuse to bring children into this world and sacrifice there happiness. My names Claire im a human, and im about to be married to the most savage of them all Darius a dog, beast or werewolf as they like to be called.

I stand here looking into the mirror through glassy eyes, under any other circumstances I would say I look stunning, my long brown hair flows down my back a diamond headpiece in the shape of a rose sits precariously on the top of my head holding a stunning white lace veil that flows beautifully down my bare back to the floor, my dress is a stunning soft lace which clings to my body flowing out at the waist developing into a handcrafted lace train. My back is bare right down to my hips except for a diamond clasp that flows across the small dimples of my waist. I have makeup on but only a bit of blush and mascara to hide the paleness of my skin. I laugh hysterically to myself. "Only the best for the werewolf king. That's right im being forced to marry the werewolf king. Defy his word and be killed by his bare hands NEVER say no to the king. I have been told this countless times in the preparation to my wedding. Im not scared of death; I don't have a life I wish to lead anymore, maybe tonight when I am forced to sleep with the king I will say no to him. I wonder how he will kill me when I say no, will he rip my head off its axis or will it be slow and torturous ripping of my limbs one at a time. From what ive heard of Darius it would be the later.

Im knocked out of my thoughts by a knock on the door, "come in" I say softly. My father walks in with a frown on his face "its time" he says harshly. I look at him in disgust "why are you doing this to me, what have I ever done to you that you hate me so much" I scream at him trying to get through to him one last time. He just looks at me still frowning I think I see a flicker of sympathy in his eyes but its gone in a flash must of just been a flicker of the light. "Claire you know why, if I don't the whole of our race will be destroyed, Darius and his minions will kill all of us so that there are no humans left. If we don't comply with his orders we are all dead. Stop being so selfish Claire and just marry the man." He screamed the end part at me in anger turning his tanned skin a shade of red. " No I will not marry him, I refuse I would rather fight for mine and our friends freedom then stand and comply with those savages orders. We are already but slaves to them vulturous beings I will not marry him." I scream louder then I have ever before, in anger and fear for my fate. "You have to his guards are here to take you to the ceremony Darius gave them orders to drag you kicking and screaming if you refuse his waiting we are already late we have to go." Just as my father said that two of Dariuses guards came into the room they were huge bulking men one had muscles the size of my thighs on his forearms, he had a scar running along his left check and dark dangerous eyes. I recognize him he is Dariuses beta Titan. Titan was the one that came and told me and my father that I was to marry the king of darkness a week ago, he was the one that told me I have no choice when I screamed at him no. Turns out my father made them a deal when I was but a baby that he would turn me over to the werewolf king when I turn 18 in exchange for their to be no more war on the humans. My father is the head honcho for the human race not that that means much now as the werewolves control our lives taking our women and killing those that defy.

Suddenly I feel both of my arms being grabbed and im being pulled through the door " Darius is waiting" I hear Titan say as he drags me out of the room. "Noooooo" I scream in fear my heart is racing my breath is coming out in gasps I start to panic kicking and screaming Titan and his friend only hold me tighter I feel the bruises already coloring my pale skin. Tears start streaming down my face leaving a trail of black mascara. All fight leaves me as I notice we are at the start of the isle it looks beautiful while satin hangs from the ceiling with white and purple orchards scattered across the floor and hanging from chairs. I see hundreds of eyes staring at me from the seats all werewolf's dressed expensively with smiles on their faces as they wait for their kings bride to be brought for them to see. "Now stand up straight and walk down the isle, I don't wish to drag you down with all of these people watching, do you want them to see you as weakling that I have seen you to be." Titan whispered viciously in my ear releasing my arm. " Iam not weak" I say through gritted teeth standing up straight head held high. "Sure your not" Titan says as I resign myself to my fate. I can do this, I can do this, I can do this, I chant over and over in my head, it will all be over soon, soon I will be dead with not a care in the world Darius will not put up with me for long I will be dead soon, I hope.

Head held high with malice gleaming in my eyes I start to walk slowly down the isle I will not give them the satisfaction of letting them think I am scared of them. Titan has already seen too much of the fear that I have of what iam about to do. I need to be strong. As I look around, I notice all the beasts are smiling at me some of the women I notice have fake smiles upon their face probably angry that I snagged their king. They can have him for all I care. I look straight in front of me now as I near the end a man stands their bigger then I have ever seen hard muscle you can see beneath his suit I look up, tanned skin covers his neck with the darkest eyes I have ever seen staring at me no smile on those full lips nothing just a straight line to his mouth, I notice he has a small dimple hidden beneath his scowl. This must be Darius and he doesn't look happy.

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