Rue
At this point, I couldn't stop the tears even after countl I countlessly reminded myself it wouldn't change my situation. The tears flowed uncontrollably and it wouldn't stop.
I was being taken to be a breeder?!?
Kill me instead!
To think that I'm untouched, and my first time would be with a lycan, against my will, and with the intent to breed me- like a dog, sends disgust through me, making me retch for the hundredth time tonight since the beginning of this carriage ride.
The three men who had negotiated for me were all staring at my body with clear desire and I was engulfed with disgust again.
"What do you think? I say we should stop for a bit and have some fun with her. Yes? It would feel exceptionally good, and her cunt isn't supposed to be that loose yet even though I'm certain the whole pack already ran a train on her." The one who previously carried me over his shoulder spoke and my heart flew into my throat at once.
The second man hummed and shook his head. "The beta gave us his word, she's untouched, and that's also why we got her. The king warned us to not dare touch her, so we'll keep our hands off her and present her to the king this way." He spoke, and I was torn between feeling relieved that I wouldn't be getting raped right now, or growing more horrified on figuring out that I was brought as a breeder for this king in question that I was currently being taken to.
So, this is just supposed to be my new life? To be bred with kids and pump them out till I'd end up dying? That's it?
Once again, I didn't try to stop my tears from falling.
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When the carriage finally stopped, I was slung over a shoulder and carried all the way into a large castle and right into a throne room. This time, I was dropped gently, then the three men who negotiated over me went on their knees before the man seated over the throne.
"Your majesty, we've brought the girl to you." One of them spoke and my eyes widened in horror as I gaped at the king. He had a full beard, and he looked… old. Is this the person who'd be breeding me?
Bile violently moved through my lungs just as the king got off his throne and approached me. He stopped before me then ordered me to raise my head.
I didn't dare disobey, knowing that I was completely powerless and trapped. I glanced up slowly and after the king looked me over for a few moments, he nodded and grinned, then he walked away.
"She's the one." He announced and the other people gathered— most likely court members, all hooted and clapped excitedly.
My stomach filled with dread and I swallowed the nerves down and made to speak.
"I don't want to be a breeder, please." I cried out, hands clasped before me In desperation. "Please, I beg you. I'd prefer to die instead."
The king glanced at me for about a minute before snorting and nodding. "Of course, child. That's why you're here anyway, to get killed. So fret not, your wish would get granted in a bit."
My eyes widened and I was so shocked by his words, I got whiplashes. I gaped at him, unable to comprehend what I just heard. The court members laughed at my expression just as the king walked back to crouch before me.
"Child, you didn't think my man really got you to really become my breeder, hm?" He drawled and my eyes widened again, mouth falling open with no sound escaping.
"You were purchased for a different reason. To serve a great purpose to me." He continued and my frown deepened.
"I don't…"
I was cut off by a wave of his hand. "Your pack's alpha king was too stupid to realize the gem he had underneath his lousy nose this whole time, but it's to my own benefit anyway." The king pointed out and everyone crackled while I remained extremely confused.
"You're a gem. The last piece of puzzle I need to complete is a spell I've been working on for the past decade." He continued and I gaped at him.
"The myths were indeed real. I don't know why it took me this long to find you. It's a good thing my men suggested to go check out the pack who grew popular for having a pack member with a unique heat that affected everyone. That's a part of the forgotten prophecy, so I had hoped you'd end up being the piece I've been searching for— and you indeed are. Everything is like it was described in the myths— the multicolored hair, the mismatched eyes, the scent… every damn thing." He continued, clearly getting more excited as he spoke and I got filled with the urge to flee right now, but unfortunately there was nowhere for me to run to.
"I- I don't understa…" I began but he cut me off again.
"Which is why you'd have to die. I'd have to kill you so I can take out what I need that's inside of you."
"What?" I whispered but he didn't respond, he just sent for some women.
"Yes, child. There's something powerful inside of you, I need it. So I have to kill you for that. But first, I need to ensure you're still a virgin before anything, because that's important in this whole thing."
"What?" I echoed again in horror, but I was ignored. Next, this king was ordering these newly arrived women to take me away and check if I was still a virgin.
I screamed and struggled, but it was once again pointless.
A few minutes later, I was sobbing as I got dragged back to the throne room, feeling utterly violated, more violated than I felt when being bathed by semen day in, day out.
"She's a virgin, your majesty." One of the men who dragged me back loudly announced and everyone cheered.
The king looked more pleased as he clapped his hands while nodding.
"Good, good." He looked around. "Now, go send for the soothsayer to be here as fast as possible so the spell can finally be completed." He announced and everyone clapped again as two men left to go do as ordered
After that, he ordered some guards to take me outside and tie me against the stake there, and that I'd be killed at midnight.
That was when it fully hit me, that he hadn't been joking, and that he had meant every word, which means he intends to kill me tonight.
Because there was apparently something powerful inside of me?? They were clearly mistaken!
"Please! Don't do this! I beg of you! I'm begging, please!" I cried desperately, my heart lurching from fright. For the third time tonight, I pleaded, I cried, I screamed, and I struggled with the last of my nonexistent strength. But like the past two times, it proved to be useless as it fell on deaf ears.
I was tied against the stake like a murderer waiting to be stoned. I've never committed a crime before. But why does it feel like being born was a crime itself? I definitely shouldn't have been born.
Then, I wouldn't have caused my pack so much distress, then at least I wouldn't be waiting to be killed right now.
My mind briefly traveled to my sister and I tried to imagine what life would have been like if I hadn't been born this way. Would she have loved and accepted me? Would I have been brought up differently? Would I have been born with a wolf?
What ifs.
Pain clenched at my heart as I sobbed quietly into the night wind, while at the back of my mind, I dreaded the time the clock would hit twelve.