Jordan's POV
I stood on my balcony, staring down at the people in my compound. The crowd yesterday had marched across and demanded an audience with me. I couldn't quite convince my father to just come and sort this out, seeing as he was still king. However, over the past few months, I have been saddled with responsibilities.
My attention is drawn towards the slave walking across the compound. I watch her disposition as she stares around, her eyes zooming in with loss and confusion.
I enjoyed toying with her, she had become almost one of my most amusing slaves. Making her suffer was a sport I couldn't help enjoy.
I walked back into my room and sat behind my desk. I picked up my phone, seating on top of my table before pressing down on the buttons. It rang only once before getting picked up.
'I'm sending her over in a few.' I spoke, 'I expect you to take care of our arrangement and do it right. Mistakes are inexcusable.'
I slammed the telephone back into its holder before leaning back. I was agitated. Now more than I usually was.
'Carlos.' I called out, letting my withheld aura flow through the room and sip into the corridors. I could hear two sets of heartbeats right outside those doors. Fear gripped them as Carlos approached the door and opened it.
He stepped inside as he closed it behind him, bowing his head.
'Fetch the carriage, 'I commanded, 'Under my command you will escort number six to Dr Tankredy, you will wait for her to undergo the procedure, then you will bring her back to me.'
'Yes my King.' He answered as he stepped back and moved towards the door.
' Bring her to me first.'
He disappeared through the door a while later. Murmurs filled the corridor, her voice, panicked and afraid, whispered, 'did I do something wrong?'
I couldn't help by smirk. She had not been here long and she was already aching for my approval. They were afraid for me. I'd thrived off that fear all my life.
My door was opened a while later and she stepped in, not before peeping through and almost jumping out of her skin when she saw me. She entered, closing the door behind her as she avoided my eyes.
'Do you know why you're here?' My voice gave off more dominance than I intended. I watched as she fell to her knees, seeming helpless. I loved the sight of her kneeling before me.
'N..NO.' She answered in slightly gathered courage.
'I suppose your sisters did not fill you in, ' I started, and noticed the way she flinched and squinted her eyebrows. The mention of family replulsed her, and to be one with her fellow slaves was an unfathomable thought to her. All in good time, I would train and teach her how to live and exist only as my property. 'You are to be escorted to the pack doctor, there, she will perform a general checkup on you to make sure all is functioning healthily.'
I watched her reactions, she seemed to struggle. A lot about number five was still a mystery, but I was bound to uncover it sooner, not later.
'Yes Master.' She let out, even though the words came out strangled. I smiled, loving the feel of those words from her.
'Carlos!' I call out, and he enters immediately, bowing his head in respect and submission.
'Bring number six along with you.'
Jessica's POV
When we walked out of his room, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. His presence was arresting, and I hated being near him.
'Walk!' Carlos shouted as he pushed me forward, almost causing me to fall. We walked down the flight of stairs in silence, I made sure to keep enough distance between us. I hated the way he kept shoving me forward, I just wanted to avoid trouble.
In my mind, I kept thinking about what this meant. Or how much of a good chance this was to see the pack.
Outside the castle, Carlos ordered me to wait for him while he went to fetch number six. I couldn't understand what that was. Or why it was given a number. I waited a while, while he disappeared into our slave chambers. I stared at my surroundings, trying to idle my busy mind that was swimming with questions.
A short while past before the guard Carlos, Came out of the Chambers with none other than Rachel. my eyes grew wide as I tried to take in what was happening. It was then that it clicked that the rest of us had been given numbers and that Rachel was referred to as number 6.
My head remained tilted to the ground as Carlos approached me. I wanted no trouble.
' Get in.' He said as he pointed towards the car parked in front of me. Without another word Rachel and I entered at the back, sitting next to each other as Carlos proceeded to sit at the front with the driver. The car Began moving almost immediately and I couldn't help but try to eavesdrop on their small conversation. they seemed comfortable as they laughed away yet neither of us could barely hear what they were saying. For some reason I felt uncomfortable in Rachel's presence. We were barely friends.
' We should escape.' She said suddenly in She said suddenly in her a whispering tone A whisper causing me to look at her.
' what?'
' Come on. Don't you think this is a golden opportunity?' She corked her head, turning her voice lower, 'We are out of the compound already, away from the King's eyes, We are out of the compound already away from the King's eyes, We can escape.'
I turned to look ahead only to find Carlos teal and grossed in his conversation with the driver. it was a miracle that he couldn't hear us. yet instead of getting excited at the prospect of escaping with someone I couldn't help but be afraid. a while ago I would have jumped at the opportunity yet right now I'm scared of what the king would do to me if he caught me again.
' But what if he sends his men to hunt us down like wild animals?' I asked, feeling panic rise inside me. I could not help but be scared. What happens if we fail?'
' I know what you're thinking and we are not going to fail. if you work together. we are not going to find this chance again Jessica so why should we waste it?' she pressed on, as if reading my mind. The car came to a stop right outside a white big building, My eyebrows fir road as I tried to fathom the language written on top of the building in big bold letters.
Rachel's words echoed in my mind as I stepped out of the car, Carlos pulled me towards him protectively, Pushing me away from the crowd of people that were beginning to form around our car. I could not understand what the big deal was but I was scared. They seemed like just the same crowd that had gathered in the King's compound the night I was brought here.
'Do not do it.' Carlos whispered as he gripped my shoulders. My eyebrows furrow as I look at him.
' What?'
' You know what I'm talking about. don't do it.' he said, With his eyes trained on our surroundings instead. I walked behind Rachel whose hand was held by the man who was driving us. I felt like a prisoner in their company. like I have always felt since I came here. a panicky feeling Rose inside me as we entered the Big hospital. the smell of chemicals and the sounds of beeping machines and alarms rang in my head as we walked across the white hallway. I felt like I was walking to my death. This was not my first time doing a check up, but to know that I would be forced to carry a horrible man's child is a nightmare. the more I think about it, the more I am inclined to go with Rachel's plan.
We reached a big door on the second floor, and he pushed it open without knocking. A patient, a young woman in her mid twenties, had been laying on the bed with a white hospital gown, while a female doctor towered over her, however, the minute we entered, fear gripped the room and silence fell.
Carlos raised his fingers and waved in the air, in that instance, the patient lying on the bed got up and left the room in a hurry.
' If you try to run away, we have orders from the king to kill you. If you actually succeed, then you're not going to like the fate that waits for you when he catches you. ' I swallowed visibly, following the trail of his words. He pushed me in before closing the door behind us, leaving me with the damning reality that I'd be forced to undress in his presence as well.