I was screaming. I was wailing. I was terrified beyond belief.
But I was frozen, staring at the man who had now turned into a wolf. The man who had pressed me against the wall and kissed me for all I was worth was on four paws, snarling and lunging towards the large grey wolf that had been pursuing me before. I wanted to believe that this couldn't be happening. This wasn't possible. Science told me that this could never be possible. But I knew that auburn hair that was now fur. I knew those sharp green eyes.
We all have a little bit of an animalistic side.
He didn't have an animalistic side. He was a goddamn animal.
"Okay, come on now," a man muttered. It was the same man who had been trying to stop Ajax. A hand with long, thin fingers curled around one of my forearms.
I just screamed louder.
"You're alright," he said, but his voice was almost scolding.
"This can't be happening," I whimpered as I was pulled to my feet. "This isn't real. This can't be real. I'm hallucinating."
"I'm going to take her to the house," the man holding onto my arms announced to a woman who had her eyes locked on Ajax. Or the beast that was Ajax. "You stay with the prince. I want to make sure that no one gets murdered over a simple mistake today."
The man held onto me the entire time that he was guiding me back to the trail I had skittered off of. Tears of shock and horror were streaming down my face and I was sucking in hiccupping breaths. My mind was whirling out of control. I felt like I couldn't hold on to any coherent thoughts. We walked for a long time. And I continued to cry and sob through all of it while the man said nothing, acting like this was routine for him.
At one point I saw the garage through my watering eyes. I let out a grunt as I tried to pull away from the man and go to it. I needed to get out of here and I needed to get out of here now. This place was making me crazy. Being without my medication was making me hallucinate. That was the only reasonable explanation for all of this. I needed to get back to America. I needed to get back to reality. Something was very wrong with me and something was very wrong with this place.
But as I strained the man just held me back. I screamed and swore. I even tried to kick and bite him but he just held onto me and dragged me towards the house.
"What the hell is going on here, son?" Someone demanded as we entered the palace. Ivan's eyes took one look at my flailing, sobbing form and the horror was plain on his face. "Ajax will kill you for treating her like that."
"She saw Ajax shift. I'm just trying to get her to her room before she decides that she never wants to see Ajax again," my captor informed, huffing a little when I slammed my elbow against his ribs.
"Get her upstairs. I'll let Queen Adeline know."
The man pulled me up to the room that often transformed into a cell. He was trying to be kind and he was trying to be gentle, but I didn't allow for it. I was screaming and fighting every step of the way. And when he did finally manage to get me into my room he was relieved to slam the door shut and lock it.
I spent what felt like hours searching for a way out. I flung myself against the door, hoping it would give out under my weight. It never did. I eyed the drop from the bedroom window again, trying to place the cons against the pros. Then I was screaming bloody murder, demanding to be let out, though I knew no one would come to my aid.
But then I heard the latch slide open.
"Enough," Ajax ordered, coming into my room.
My wild eyes darted to the open door that he quickly slammed shut behind him.
"What the fuck are you?" I cried, pressing my back against the wallpapered accent wall.
"Come on, you know what I am," he said.
"What are you?" I repeated.
"I am what you are. We are the same, Keiko," he murmured.
"That's impossible. I'm not like you. I'm normal. I'm human. You are something that is impossible to explain."
"No, it's not sweetheart." He took a slow, small step away from the door. Moving so much like that wolf before. I was the prey once more and it made me sick. "You think that you dropped to your knees in the dining room because of a medical condition? your skin burns and your body begs for me in a way that no human body could? You know that this is the truth. You've always known."
"you're a fucking liar! Stay away from me!"
"You're a werewolf. And I'm your mate," he stated with intense certainty. "Your body has tried to shift, tried to let your animal out. And you've gone into the beginning stages of heat twice. You want to let your wolf out, I know you do. And you would've been shifting into your wolf if it wasn't for that damn medication your mom gave you. Your mom gave you silver, you know that?"
"Don't blame this on my mom! You're fucking crazy."
"Your mom was poisoning your wolf to keep it dormant, but forged a friendship with Holly to keep it alive! She risked having you smell like a fucking rogue and you don't even know why!"
"You're lying!" I wailed, gripping my hair with both hands, "My mom loves me, she would never do anything like that to me."
Ajax let out a soft noise of frustration. I was prepared for a full blown argument when taking in his reddened face and clenched fists. Ajax hated being challenged. He hated being defied.
But he just twisted the door knob behind him and opened the bedroom door. When his eyes found mine again there was only calmness.
"I'm going to talk to you and explain everything that I can. If you feel unsafe at any point you can leave. And if you don't believe me at the end of fifteen minutes you can leave, okay?"
I didn't know why. I should've bolted for that door as soon as it opened. But I just swallowed hard and nodded my head.
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Stripping For The Alpha King
WerewolfKeiko is an average college student by day. But, by night she is Chastity, one of the favorite dancers in her strip club. Her life is as ordinary as it can be when your a part time stripper. Late nights dancing, early mornings preparing for tests, a...