After a snap from Fredrick, a maid helped Everett to bring her into the castle. Fredrick watched her stiff back entering his castle silently. His chest felt puffy and proud. His memories refreshed as he remembered the night when the killers attacked their kingdom. One of them told his only thirteen year old sister nastily,
" I will fuck you so many times little girl that you die in no time. You will be my fuck slave."
Blood rushed through his veins as he remembered those dirty words. But a sense of relief filled his mind when he again recalled that his enemy's daughter became his mistress. He was going to take back everything from them. Each single person was going to pay for their sins including this little princess.
Fredrick dashed himself inside the living quarter, his mind filling with thoughts. Now that, he had taken back his kingdom, what was the purpose of his living?
At that exact moment, Dorothy emerged from the other side of the corridor, her eyes sparked in excitement as she saw Fredrick. Dorothy was Fredrick's master' s daughter. She was from the family that Fredrick owed. After his parents and whole family died, they helped him in recovering a lot. In exchange, he gave them food, shelter and the best living quality.
Dorothy was a young Lycan girl. Her long black hair, hazel brown eyes and pretty small face were enough to catch everyone's attention. However, her sole attention was on Fredrick who always treated her differently even though she was ready to open her legs in front of him. Fredrick was about to enter the old chamber when Dorothy came in his way, asking in a displeased voice,
" I heard that you brought a new mistress?"
Fredrick narrowed his eyes at her. Being an unmated Lycan king, he had his mistresses all over the castle. He needed to burn off his desire. In reality, he really didn't want a soulmate. Fredrick didn't believe that he was capable of love. He was incapable of showing any emotions. The world was a dark and cruel place in his eyes. At his young age, he saw the cruel nature of this earth. After getting almost killed, he no longer trusted anyone.
Fredrick blurted in an irritated voice,
" I told you to keep your nose out of my business, Dorothy!"
As his master's daughter, he had respect for the family. He tried to keep her away but Dorothy was all over him shamelessly. Dorothy still asked stubbornly, her eyes turning moisture,
" Why don't you make me your Mistress? Maybe someday you will finally love me."
A devilish laugh escaped Fredrick's lips. He laughed so hard that Dorothy stood dumbstruck. She looked nervous and confused at the same time. Just when she expected an answer from Fredrick, her hair suddenly pulled by Fredrick. His humorless tone sneered on her face dangerously,
" I don't love, Dorothy. I only fuck. It's better that you keep away from this because you have no fucking strength to endure me."
He pushed her on the other side and headed straight to the old chamber, ignoring Dorothy's crying face. She shouted behind his back, crying in humiliation,
" You will love me! One day, I will be your Mistress too... Maybe queen...humph.."
Fredrick entered the old chamber that he used to keep the memories of his family. In the middle, the head of the Lycan statue stood proudly. Since he never found their bodies, he used this statue as a remembrance of his father. Fredrick stood in front of it for a while, his mind flipping through the memories that he had with his father. There was a day when he was practicing sword with his father in their back garden. He was only ten and had adapted the style of swords playing. During their practice, Fredrick accidentally hurt a soldier who had been loyal to his father. His father came to confront him,
" Fredrick!!! How can you act so impulsively? You have hurt someone!"
" It's just a guard, father! Why are you being paranoid?"
His father glared at his face. After pushing his anger back, he crunched in front of his son and told patiently,
" We don't harm those who serve us, son. Maybe he is just a soldier but he had been in wars with me for years. He has helped me many times. Our family doesn't shed blood from his own people. Keep in mind that to destroy someone, you don't need to kill them always."
He remembered those words clearly. Until today, he cherished his advice and kept King Lucerys alive. He wanted to turn his life hell slowly until he begged for death. The thought of Lucerys being alive made his blood boil in rage.
A thunder growled in the distant sky. The sky began to turn darker than usual. Fredrick allowed his eyes to crawl at the sky. He resembled the dark sky similar to his own life. His life was also dark like the sky, nothing was left there to cherish in this long-awaited life. He closed his eyes again. When he reopened, his eyes changed into complete black without the white back. The changes stayed for a few seconds until he was unable to control. Something knotted in the back of his mind.
RUN!
BLOOD!
His consciousness screamed to give up. He shook on his feet a few times until some violent attacks with his own fingers ripped off his clothes. In a flash of a moment, his handsome figure had long vanished. A huge gigantic Lycan broke the glass of his room, ignoring the raindrops and thunder from the sky.