Filed to story: The Alpha King’s Intoxicating Mate
“Please Dad” she pleaded, tears trailing down her cheeks as she sniffled and sniveled.
“Again,” he said coldly from behind her, unmoved by her tears and her pleads.
“No” she screamed.
Whack. She was hysterical. Two more strikes to go, but she wasn’t sure she could cope with another. She was barely conscious. Prisoners typically received a dozen whips and Brynn wasn’t sure how they withstood it. She had no fight left in her as she received another strike. She whimpered, feeling a wetness between her legs. She was so afraid and in so much pain she had lost control of her bladder. Ashton’s eyes filled with disgust as he held her in place. She was embarrassed. Her father remained silent. Whack. She received the last strike and she fell forward, Ashton’s body the only thing preventing her from collapsing. The guard stepped out and shut the cell door. Ashton let go of Brynn at once and went back to the wall, looking moody. Brynn sank to the floor, weeping and crying loudly.
“You bastard” she sobbed, looking at her father, feeling blood trickling down her back as she felt scorching heat and intense throbbing from her wounds.
“Maybe, but let this serve as a lesson,” Alpha Johnathon said, looking away, feeling ashamed of himself and overwhelmingly guilty.
Maybe he had gone too far? But then, he reminded himself, the Alpha King would have been far more severe had he punished Brynn.
She just cried harder. He saw his wife, staring at him and then glancing at their daughter and felt even more uneasy. Ashton remained silent. “Please let us out” Brynn whispered.
“I will ask his Majesty’s permission tomorrow about letting either of you go free. I haven’t forgotten his orders in regards to you Ashton and what I said, but perhaps he might be in more of a forgiving mood tomorrow before he leaves, but even then, things are going to change Brynn” Alpha Johnathon said to his daughter ominously as she lay on her stomach, her watery eyes looking upwards, a look of resignation on her face “you will no longer be given as much free reign to do as you please. I will be putting rules in place, whether you like it or not. Something your mother and I should have done long ago” he snapped.
She didn’t answer. He shook his head, feeling absolutely miserable, and then turned and walked away, glancing at his wife and spotting the disfigurement on her face. A stark reminder that she had gotten on the Alpha King’s bad side. He clenched his jaw and headed back up the stairs, the guards watching him, feeling slightly sympathetic even as they stared at the prisoners. The only one they felt bad for was Ashton and even then it was very little. The King headed back upstairs, feeling old and weary, seeking out his bed for the night. He had no more business to conclude and he wanted nothing more than to clean up and sleep in his own bed tonight. The look on his face was so heated and so full of anguish that none of the omegas or guests, dared to approach him, sensing that they would only be intruding on his need for privacy. Tomorrow, he thought blindly, he may be able to give back Brynn and maybe Ashton his freedom but it all depended on the whim of King Kace and possibly Leah. He swallowed hard. He had no doubts, that if it were Leah’s decision alone, that his request would be denied and he felt sick as he got into bed. His family really were damn idiots! How could he have been so blind when it came to how his wife and his daughter behaved?
King Kace POV
I knew that Leah hadn’t had an easy time of it. When we entered the bedroom, she was exhausted, with dark circles under her eyes and she looked pissed. We got ready for bed silently, Leah dressing in an oversized top that hid all of her luscious curves and a pair of short shorts, while I put on a pair of sweatpants and nothing else. She got into the large bed and moved over so far to the side that she was almost falling off of it, her body stiff and unyielding. I sighed and got in, listening to the sound of her breathing which was uneven and shallow. Was she nervous or was this something else? It seemed a bit extreme or maybe I was just misjudging just how angry she was?
“Leah” I began and she hunched her shoulders, cutting me off as I gave a long sigh.
Damnit, it felt like there was a wide wall between us. I steeled myself and then reached over, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her back against my chest as she flailed in my arms, kicking and waving her arms around in annoyance. “What are you doing?” she snapped and I held my arm over her, preventing her from trying to move away from me.
“I’m not letting you put distance between us,” I told her blandly as she fought to keep her body as straight as a board and her head turned away from me “I just want to hold you” I added gravely, hoping she understood exactly what I meant.
I had no intentions of trying to force her to do the other thing, but I wanted to hold her in my arms, feel the tingles and the sparks as our skin touched. I felt a warmth inside as we pressed together and my wolf was more content because of it. We just longed to be near her.
She didn’t answer. I stroked the side of her, over her t-shirt, and heard her breathing quicken slightly. Slowly her body began to relax against mine, her back pressing against my chest, her legs winding between mine. It was like heaven. Sparks flew and the warmth she exhibited was so pleasurable that I sighed in contentment. I stroked her gorgeous hair, wanting her to relax even more. Slowly a smile crept onto her face. My hand continued to massage her side and she let out a soft moan. It was cute. It was adorable and my wolf purred in my mind.
“Not fair” she mumbled sleepily, trying to sound mad and failing miserably as I tried not to chuckle.
“What’s not fair?” I murmured, breathing into her ear as she shivered and gave a low moan that had me stiffening and my c**k twitching in response.
“Using the mate bond like this. Unfair” she drawled tiredly.
“Well if it gets you to let down your guard against me, then I’m going to use the bond to my advantage every time,” I told her as she huffed at me and pouted like a petulant child while I tried not to grin at her. She was so cute, that all I wanted to do was hug her and squish her.
I put my head on her shoulder. It fits there nicely like it was made to. My wolf purred. Both of us were satisfied just spending time like this with Leah. She tentatively puts her hand over mine and strokes it absent-mindedly with her fingers. I try not to groan. I don’t want her to get self-conscious or aware of what she’s doing and stop. She’s willingly touching me and it makes me feel awesome. She nestles against me and I feel the perky round buttocks wriggle against my private area, my c**k beginning to harden. Damn. I adjusted myself discretely, knowing she would move away if she felt it. But it’s hard, every touch of hers making my body begin to respond without me even thinking about it.
“What is the plan for tomorrow?” she asked after a minute or two of complete silence.
“The plan?” I asked, a little bemused.
“Yeah,” Leah said, glancing over her shoulder, her eyes challenging me “Are we remaining here, am I going back with you? What is the go, Alpha King Kace” she said reluctantly.
She sounded a little wistful. Did she want to go back with me and was frightened I would leave her here after all? It was never going to happen. Not now.
“I want you to come back with me and see what my pack house is like,” I told her sincerely as she paused, her eyes widening in surprise and shining with hope.
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