Chained

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***

My body felt light as I jumped over the patio.

Head first, I could see the blades of grass very clearly.

My vision was near perfect.

I shifted mid-air letting my paws hit the ground. The pain was instant.

As expected of a seven story fall, As an omega wolf, I should've shattered all the bones in my legs, but it seems my body was doing me some favors.

I didn't dwell on that fact and just start running.

I delve into open forest and run as fast as my Paws would let me.

The blood is pounding in my ears, my breathing uneven as I head in the direction of the nearest border.

I hear several twigs snap as surrounding guards race to catch up.

One in particular stands out. It was a shot in the dark if he would actually come after me himself. But it seems he wasn't ready to let me go just yet.

He must've jumped off after me.

We had something in common afterall.

We were both crazy.

I maneuver through the the trees, enjoying the feel of crushed leaves on my paws. My skin vibrates with the much needed reconnection with nature.

The greying sky worsened as the sky rumbled. A storm smothered what was left of the sun as rain began to bounce of my fur.

I wasn't fazed by it.

I notice the other wolves begin to fall back steadily. But he had already caught up with me . I shouldn't be surprised, I knew I wouldn't be able to get far.

I swerve abruptly to avoid hitting a tree as his black beast blocks my path.

He corners me, not with his body but his presence.

His black wolf was terrifying and majestic at the same time.

My crazy idea of running, was really just that : Crazy.

How I was supposed to get past this...I had no idea.

But lettie...

The other wolves catch up fast and I'm soon surrounded.

He slinks back to human form, standing fully naked, and I do the same, He stares, inspecting my body. His dissaproving look marring his face.

"Dante,-"

"Why?"

That was definitely not what I was expecting. He cocked his left brow, looking genuinely confused.

"Did you now decide to run away because you decide I cant protect you."

He walked closer. His eyes probing mine.

"I won't blame you, but unfortunately you can't leave."

He stops walking and I take a step towards him meeting him halfway. Ready to stuff my pride and grovel, if it could save her."

"Dante-"

He ignored me and gestured at the wolves and they began closing in on me.

I snarl at them, daring any to come at me. I will spill blood if I have to.

My eyes nearly bulge out suddenly as we were all hit with his animalistic aura.

The wolves stop moving.

It was feral.

Raw power.

Tears prick the sides of my eyes as I face him with frustration.

He wasn't willing to listen to me.

His eyes were blank. His aura was simply overflowing and commanding.

My body struggles against him.

He's trying to control me.

Trying to force my obedience.

Alphas...

They were all thesame...the only difference here was he wasn't trying to force my obedience by beating me, like my previous Alpha.

I dig my heels into the ground and force my body to charge at him.

He watches till I reach him then kicks my feet from under me and restrains me easily.

I had no strength to take him head on but I wasn't willing to give up that easily.

He holds my hands in place as he forces me to my knees.

I try to bite him, my teeth missing contact with his skin barely.

I look up at him, like a wild animal, thrashing and snipping, determined to spill his blood to escape.

"I need to leave." My mind and body were at war as I tried to fight his grip.

"I need to leave now," tears are spilling out of my eyes now. Pain radiating from where his hand gripped my hair.

The flashes return suddenly and my head suffers from the impact, as the pain is almost mindnumbing.

Bodies, there were so many bodies.

I screamed again, this time I stop fighting letting the pain consume me. I could almost feel my eyes roll to the back of my head.

The chains that held lettie were broken, but she wasn't there anymore.

She wasn't among the bodies. Relief floods me as I lay limp on the ground.

Dante still maintaining his vice grip on me.

"Let me go." I mutter weakly as the pain fades away.

I see her before she speaks.

"Your highness."

The healer stood above me...she was holding a needle.

No.

Never again.

I forced my body to move, determined to run from the fate that was about to be forced on me.

"Don't you dare." I snarl at Dante, my eyes in slits.

He says nothing at my words, and I close my eyes instinctively as I feel it prick my skin.

The effects kick in immediately and he lets me go.

With trembling fingers I grip him before he could get far and let my claws extend and pierce into his skin deep.

He doesn't flinch, even as the blood drips and soaks in the dirt.

His men rushed forward.

It didn't matter.

Nothing will save him from me once I regain consciousness.

"Your life is now in danger, Alpha." The savage in me making itself known through the bond as I slip into a forced slumber.

***

Princess Dianne Roosevelt, only daughter and pride of her father, the Eastern king stared as the soon to be Emperor from her bedroom patio, walking naked through the forest with his limp mate in his arms.

"Ha...interesting." She murmured to herself, tapping her red tipped nails on the ledge.

"Indeed." Her older brother, Prince Logan responded absent-mindedly as he sampled strawberries on her corner table as he flipped through a human magazine.

She casted a slightly disgusted look at him before, looking back to the king, who she noticed was tracking blood as he walked.

"I heard she was different, and crass, but I didn't expect her to be crazy too. Injuring his imperial majesty" She mused.

Her eyes narrowed suddenly as she realized something with crazed glee as her eyes glowed from the usual pale blue to a bright purple.

"Well let's not waste this opportunity she's gifted us ...shall we begin?"

***

Dante placed his mate on his bed. He wiped the beads of tears left under her eyes as he watched her, knowing he was the source of her pain caused an ache to flair beneath his ribs.

He was a coward.

...and a fool, to think she wouldn't affect him.

She had affected him the moment she threw a tantrum in his office.

He wasn't foolish enough to believe he loved her.

But her fiery spirit forced him to look at her.

But things needed to be done.

She should've been dead by now.

He needed to handle the situation, now that he had somehow made the fatal mistake of coming to think of her as his.

A 20 year old plan crumbled the minute he let his stupidity get in the way.

What would she think if she knew the real him?

Not even the power of the bond was enough to save them.

He clenched his jaw, it was best not to think on that.

Perhaps the distance between them was for the best. When everything is over, it'll hurt both of them, but overtime maybe...

He stood up from the side of the bed ignoring the emptiness of his hand. He'd been pretending the loneliness didn't wear on him for a long time.

What were a few decades more.