The Lycan kings hybrid mate

Chapter three

Amelia:

As the boat arrives everyone up top gets off first, then we get escorted off by the guards. We follow them to a set of horse and carriages.Looking at the footman they are dressed in fancy purple suits and top hats. It feels as if we’ve stepped back in time and are being escort to a ball. I would much prefer that. One by one we get in the carriage. When I arrive to the front the guard whispers to me.

“Remember what I said about behaving. I feel watch out for you as much as I can but I can only do so much”. I nod to him.

On the outskirts of town their is the most beautiful Forrest. The trees are a bright green and have grown a lot taller then that ones back home. Flowers cover all the bushes and the air smells like fresh moss and recently fallen rain.

As we enter town they are people everywhere. The houses all seem old but holding up fine. In front of most houses are people with market stalls selling many different things. Jewellery, bags, fruit and vegetables. Many palace guards are walking around, stopping to talk to different people. Some of the towns people give us a wave as we come past. Then we react it. The palace. It’s so much bigger then I had expected. Standing in front of it, it looks as if it reaches the sky.

“Off!”. The guards order. We walk in an orderly fashion as they guide us though the maze inside. We are greeted by an older woman wearing a babushka, that matches the red colour of her sarafan. Then a younger woman also wearing a pink babushka and sarafan. Along with an older man who matches the colour of the order women in his kosovorotka.

“Is this all of them?”. The older women raises her eye brows at the guards.

“Yes”. He says firmly. She motions us to follow her. We are each handed a new white dress and towel by the young lady and pushed into what I think prison showers would look like. The younger girl comes and hands us all a bar of soap and container with a tooth brush.

“These are yours. Try not to lose then we will not replace them” she says. “Now shower and dress”. With that she walks off. We all look at eachother before getting undressed. I feel my skin go blue under the icy water. It doesn’t seem like they have hot water here or if they do it takes forever to heat up. I thought it was just the horse and carriage but this whole places feels like you’ve stepped back in time. Does the king not know the world around him us evolved? Or does he like wearing this sort of stuff? I slipped on the dress and realise it is quite different to the other one. The dresses is still long and the sleeves still frilly but their are little embroidered flowers along the bottom. It is quite pretty. Still itchy though. Once we’re out the older lady motions for us to stand in a line. One by one she looks us over. Pulling some of us to the side. She gets to me and looks me over.

“Your quite a pretty thing aren’t you?”. She uses her finger to lifted my head. She grabs my side arm and yanks me to the side with Pracela and Rose. “Take those ones to the physician now and the others tomorrow”. She says firmly to one of the guards.

“The physician?”. Pracela asks. This was the first time one of us spoke since we got here. She makes eye contact with her. “Yes to make sure your still pure”. Pure? Why would we need to be pure?

“And what if we’re not?”. She asks again nervously.

“Is their something you wish to tell me now?”. The older lady gives her a serious look. Pracela shakes her head.

“Good. Then take those ones and we will do these ones tomorrow”. The guard nods before leaving us away. Once the guard is out of eyeshot.

“Pracela? Are you ok?”. I whisper to her. She’s gone pale.

“Amelia. I’m not pure” tears fill her eyes. “In fact I’m late”.

“Late?”. She gives me a look. “Oh that late. So you think your pregnant?” I ask.

“Yes. What are they going to do with me?”. She sobs. The guard motions us to stop with his hands.

“You first”. He says pointing to me. All of a sudden I feel like somethings stuck in my throat.as I under the room I see a blue hospital chair set up in the middle with a sheet over the bottom end. Next to it is a metal trolley with different things sitting on it.

“This way”. The guard jesters me to sit. A door opens and in walks a lady dressed in what looks like a lab coat. Her red hair is tied up in a bun and her front strands are all pinned back.

“Lay down and spread your legs”. I follow her instructions nervously. “This might be hurt”. She puts gloves on and taking the seat in front of me. Her fingers suddenly enter me. She feels around and I feel a slight string. “Perfect. This ones fine”. She says. She pulls her fingers out of me and rips off her gloves before picking up a chart. “You can sit up”. She says writing on her board.

“Now what’s your name?”.

“Amelia”. I feel myself shaking.

“Amelia what?”. She looks up at me.

“Amelia hearten”.

“Age?”.

“Eighteen tomorrow”. My birthday wasn’t something I liked to celebrate. It just didn’t seem important.

“Hmmm”. She looks back down at her board “Were wolf?”. She asks.

“Umm. Witch”. The lady looks back up at me shocked.

“I thought you all came from a pack?”.

“We did. My father was the Alpha. My mother was a witch though”.

“So your a hybrid?”. She says.

“No. I don’t have a wolf”. I shrug. She looks at the guard and back at me.

“I’m gonna put down hybrid” she scribbled down on her board. “That’s it your done. You can bring in the next one”. She points to the door. “Go out there. Mara will be waiting to take you to your room”. I slide off the chair and make my way towards the door. The young girl from earlier is waiting on the other side. So her name must be Mara.

“This way”. I follow her to a large room filled with 10 beds. The 4 other girls are already waiting next to a bed each “Pick a bed and Wait here”. One by one the girls arrive back from the physician. Everyone except Pracela.

“ Now. This is what will happen”. Mara paces in front of us. “You will learn and you will work. You will sleep when you are told and wake when you are woken. If you are lucky you might be picked by a concubine to work alone side them. If that happens you will move to their room and service them and only them. If your even luckier the sultan may choose to lie with you. If you bare him a child you will become a sultana and if you bare him a son a haseki sultana”. She stops pacing and looks us all over. “Tonight you will be dressed and present to the sultan. Let’s get started”.