The kiss

Tiana's point of view:

Tristan shot the door closed, then grabbed a chair. The next thing he did was to sit in front of my sight.

He ran his hand through his silky raven hair, a move I would do usually when I'm facing a hard-to-hand situation.

"I just buried my men, the ones you've killed yesterday."

He seemed way too touched by the loss of his men, although they didn't seem to be high society. Most of them were just guards, yet, he seemed so touched as if he had lost a family member. The sorrow in his eyes was something I never noticed in my father's eyes.

" I'm sorry!" I started, but he cut me angrily.

" Sorry!... That's all you got to say. Is this going to bring my men back to life?"

" Don't blame it all on me!" I spoke harshly for the first time in my life. " This is all your fault. I had nothing to do with your men, I was only trying to get myself free."

In no time, he was on his feet, meanwhile, the chair he was sitting on was thrown a few steps near my head. Hopefully, nothing happened to me, and I kept sitting on the bed while mastering my fear. Still, I wasn't going to let it all pass that way; so I decided to return the attack by speaking instead of throwing anything.

"Quite expected from a dog."

As soon as I state, I regret my statement. His eyes turned red, meanwhile, and he seemed to be fighting against shifting.

" What did you say?" He asked in a weird manner. You know, that type of manners in which if you repeated what you did say, you'll end up buried six feet under the ground.

" I'm not the type to repeat myself and I believed that you've heard me quiet from the time."

I don't know what's wrong with me; I was more than just afraid of him, yet, couldn't stop myself from showing up like a strong and confident female.

Well, part of me believed that he wasn't a big fan of my strong side, and I was going to regret it.

Using his super-speed, the jerk placed himself right in front of me. He pushed me not gently until my back laid on the bed. He then pressed his body over mine.

There was nothing between us. His gorgeous blue eyes were facing my eyes, and his sharp nose seemed to be only a few inches away from mine. I dared not to look at his lips because I knew I was going to lose it.

Although I was avoiding gazing at his lips, I was able to feel them above my bare neck. He started tracing soft kisses down my neck, causing my entire body to shiver.

I tried to act up, to control myself, but I couldn't. The feeling those tiny kisses spread all over my body was something I've never experienced. The much of sparks tingling around my neck made me feel like experiencing paradise for the first time in my life.

His lips moved from my neck toward my ears then whispered.

"Just because your Highness believes that my men are dogs, they deserve to die. Isn't?"

I've tried to speak, but a moan escaped instead of words. He then resumed whispering.

" How about I tell you a secret? In this pack, you'll be living. Also, it's not going to be for free. You'll work like anyone else in this pack…"

Not waiting for him to finish what he was saying, I cut him off and spoke instead.

" Not a chance in hell! I'd rather die than to be your maid."

He started laughing in a menacing way.

" You're not my maid, princess! You don't belong to me alone, you belong to my entire pack. You're not a maid, Princess. You are a slave, our slave."

His thread seemed real, and I felt like it's all not fair. Why the hell should I be here? My entire life I used to be a vegetarian, and I never hurt anyone. Part of me wanted to beg for my free doom. Remind him that I'm his imprint for a reason.

Perhaps we both are meant to end the ridiculous war that our grown-ups started, and bring both our people to live in love and harmony.

Still, this isn't what I told him, I don't know what happened to me whenever he's around. I started speaking and sounding like I'm not myself.

" A royal blood would never be slaves, no matter what you'll force me to do. I'll keep on royalty, and you're nothing but a wet dog…"

While speaking, I was cut by his lips being smashed into mine. Unable to control me I was that my body responds to the kiss immediately. One of my hands unconsciously dared through his silky hair, but he dodge it away. He was in control, and he hated me when I tried to steal his control.

Once the kiss got more passionate, he stopped in the middle which gave my entire body a sorrowful feeling.

The smirk on his face explained it all. He was using the bong to control me, to show me that I'll keep always weak to his touch. The worst part out of it was that he was right.

" I hate to entrapped you're Highness, but I had to remind you. This is my pack, my rules, and my territory. And when's my territory, I set the rules. So you are no royalty on my land. You're nothing but a needy slave, that I might reward by touch if she does as I told her. So be good, and I might let the kiss goes on."

Just after, he left the room right after making sure to lock the door. Realization hit me the worse way, and in no time, I lost control over my tears as I started sobbing like I never did before.