The Lycan Kings' Bride

Way to Escape

A knot of anxiety tightened in my stomach. Adrenaline surged through my veins and I bolted like a startled rabbit.

I did not care to look back as my gaze was fixed on the entry way. I had no idea where I was going to but all that ran through my mind was a way to escape.

Father was willing to give me to him but I couldn’t afford to spend the rest of my life with someone I did not know. How was that even possible?

“Stop her!” Father's voice was quite sharp and it pricked my ears. My heart hammered but I dared not turn back. My feet ignored his commands.

In obedience to Father's words, the guards, young and barely bearded, shuffled their feet towards me, probably thinking of how to get a hold of me.

Several guards materialized around me, trying to cut off my escape and yes, they did.

“You cannot force me to be with a man I do not want to be with! I do not know who this man is and I do want to be with him!” I yelled as the guards guided me back to my father.

Of course, the guards would not dare to touch me. All they did was guide me to my father.

I was disappointed. I was broken. I was dejected. I could not believe what was happening to me…. How my life took a turn for the worse in a short time. I knew I had to do something.

“I am sorry child, but your fate is sealed. Please, do not make it any more difficult.” Father pleaded. I was disappointed those words were coming out of his mouth.

My whole life was at stake. My existence was at stake and all he could think of was his pack?

“We leave now.” Eamon stood up and proceeded towards me. Before I could say anything, he grabbed me by the arms.

“Get your filthy hands off me!” I yelled at the top of my voice. His grip wasn’t tightened yet I could not break free.

I could see the pity in the maids and guards’ eyes but that was not what I wanted. I could not afford to be whisked away like I did not matter.

“Please… it is quite late.” Mother held his leg immediately, empathy and pity in her eyes. “Spend the night with us. You can then leave by morning.”

I nodded in response, seeing it as an opportunity to make a plan and escape. If he was going to punish anyone, then it would be them and not me.

“Sure.” He muttered and relief washed through me.

Even though I was upset with my mother and father, I still wished to be with them and be by their side. Eamon was led to the guest room. Father avoided every visual contact with me and refused to say a word even as I called out to him.

I still did not seem to understand what he was talking about and how the agreement was made.

“I am sorry this had to happen. We just did not have a choice. Have you ever wondered why we always hid you and stopped you from coming home? Have you ever wondered why we always ensured maximum security with you whenever you are not with us?

Have you ever wondered why we do not allow you go to places you desire most times and we do not give you privacy?” Mother questioned.

I was deprived of most of the 'enjoyment' my friends had. I never got to experience most of the things they did as I was never given liberty as a child. Growing up as the daughter of an Alpha was like being in bondage.

I never got to enjoy anything as I was always heavily guarded and I had lost a lot of friends because they hated to be guarded around like I was.

Technically, if I was walking with them, they would be guarded and all of their activities would indirectly be monitored because I was being monitored.

“It’s because of him.” Mother squeezed my hands lightly. “We feared he would return. I occasionally had nightmares of him coming for you hence we decided it was best you stayed far away.

I am sorry this had to happen” She pleaded and walked to her room, guilt and pain evident in her voice.

My whole world came crashing down and I walked into my room. I knew tears would not stop anything hence I picked up the little I could get and looked outside the window but to my greatest shock, it had been heavily guarded too.

As a matter of fact, the guards there were thrice the usual amount and I knew father did it because of me. How cruel could he be?

I let out a sigh and gulped down the saliva that had formed in my throat and waited till it was midnight when all the maids would have gone to bed.

My heart raced at the thought of what I was going to do but I knew it was the only way out. I scurried into the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, hid it under my dress and hurried to his room.

Thankfully, his door was open and there he was, wrapped up on the bed he was given to sleep.

Without a second thought, I brought out the knife and stabbed him right in the chest. My heart hammered as I wondered how father would react when he found out what I had done.

Of course, I would be banned from the pack and be named a murderer but if that was all it took to be free from the man who had murdered Marcus; the man whom I was secretly having an affair with, then it was worth it.