The Lycan kings hybrid mate

Chapter two

Amelia:

“Amelia eat something”. Rose tries to pass me a bowl. Her red hair hangs messily over her face. Ever since we got on the boat the girls from my pack actually spoke to me. They talked to me like I was an equal. Like they actually cared. It was kind of nice but I knew it wouldn’t last long. They were just scared. When your scared you do odd things.

“No” I say firmly. I hug my legs. A guard looks over at us.

“Amelia”. She hisses. “Please eat. If you don’t eat you’ll get in trouble”. She treads on her dress as she tries to stand back up. Almost spilling the soup in her hand.

When they picked us up they made all of us change into these long white plain dresses. The dresses may be long but the sleeves are short and frilly.They told us we needed to look presentable, but I think it was so they could tell us apart if one of us happened to wander off. Most of them were dirty now due to the cargo bay being filthy and us sleeping on the floors with nothing underneath us.

“Geen! Geen!”. I scream at her. Rose steps back from me. “I’m not hungry. Just leave me alone!”. Two guards walk over and grab my arms forcing me to my feet. “Moenie aan my raak nie! Moenie aan my raak nie!”. I scream loudly. One guard holds me by the arms while the other guard slaps me across the face. I feel my cheek go red.

“English or Russian only!”. He growls.

“Don’t touch me” I hiss trying to pull my arms away. The guard behind me grabs hold of me even tighter. I try not to squeal in pain as his nails dig into my skin. The other guard raises his hand and my face burns as his hand makes contact with it again.

“I’m gonna love watching the palace break you”. He smiles at me. I spit at him.

“Never”. I growl. “I’m an Alphas daughter. I’m not so easy to control”. The guards laugh at me. I don’t know where all this fight is coming from. I’m use to just doing what I’m told. This isn’t me, but I think I want it to be. I don’t want these people walking all over me.

“I like this one”. One of them says.

“Me to”. The other one agrees.

The guard holding me let’s go. “Learn your place”. He whispers to me. “We like your spunk and would prefer to see you live”. They both walk back to their positions. Rose walks back over to me with the bowl. She hands it to me and I look down at it then over at the guards. I keep eye contact with both guards as I tip it out next to me.

“This isn’t soup”. I say calmly to Rose. “This is dirty water from cleaning the vegetables and I refuse to eat it. Who knows what else they’ve done to it”. I whisper. She looks down at her bowl with disgusted before tipping it out. The other girls from our pack eye us off and look down at their own bowls before tipping them out to. The guards look at us.

“You girls are really pushing it”. The one who held me down says. I cross my arms.

“Why? Because we think we should get better then dirty vegetable water?”. I ask. “That’s all you’ve been feeding us for days and I’m sick of it. It’s not fair. We didn’t do anything to deserve any of this. All we did was become victims to a natural disaster. We lost everything. Our family’s, our freedom and now apparently our dignity. Haven’t we lost enough already?”. I try sounding as serious as I can. The guards share a look before walking off.

“Oh god. We’re in big trouble!”. Rose squeaks. “There gonna kill us. Amelia why did you have to open your big mouth?”. I roll my eyes at her.

“Rose. The king just spent money on us. Do you really think they’re going to kill us before we even get there?”. The girls start whispering to eachother. “And anyways. Maybe I made them feel bad and they went to get more food? Inside I think they both big softy’s”.

“They just slapped you”. Rose says in a shocked voice. I just shrug.

“Yeah I know. I’m the one they slapped remember”.

“She does have a point”. The blonde girl pipes in. I think her names Pamela. “And I’m kinda sick of what ever that was. I’m starving”. She looks down at her stomach. “I’m wasting away”. We all share a giggle. Pamela is not a small girl but she’s in no way chubby either. I’ve always admired her body shape. It’s like an hour glass. Big boobs, big butt, small tummy. I have ok size boobs, and ok butt size but bigger stomach than I would like.

“Do you know what I could go for?”. One of the youngest girls says smiling. “Piri piri chicken. Mothers was the best” she frowns. “I miss her”.

“I’m sure we all do”. Rose says. The girls nod in agreement “What about you Amelia?”. She looks over at me.

“My mother died a long time ago. I don’t even remember her that much”. I say shrugging.

“What about your father?”. Pamela adds. “You must miss him?”.

“Well. Not really. To be honest I didn’t really know that man. He was always to busy to spend time with me. I mean I love him cause he was my father but I don’t think I miss him because I never saw him anyway”.

“That’s so sad”. Rose says with tears filling her eyes. The guards return holding 2 whole plates of fruit.

“Here. Now you can’t stay we are starving you”. They throw the plates across the floor and the fruit starts to roll away. We look at each other before hurrying to pick them up.

“I never said starve” I smile as I stand up next to one of them.

“Yeah well. This is a one off thing. Don’t try and guilt trip us again”. He try’s to look mad but I can see the smirk underneath.

“Thankyou”. I whisper giving him a soft kiss on the cheek while no one was looking. I knew deep down inside they were big old softies. Even though he did slap me across the face. I mean I did spit at him. I wouldn’t like that either. The first one as definitely un called for, but then I was yelling and he was only doing his job.

Wow. Something is seriously wrong with me today. One minute I’m screaming at them and the next I’m giving one of them a kiss on the cheek and making excuse to myself for their behaviour . I think I need to take a seat. I grab an apple and sit down near Rose.

“Are you ok?”. She whispers. “You have this look of confusion on your face?”.

“Yeah. I’m just not feeling myself all of a sudden. I’m getting major mood swings… if you can call them that”. She laughs.

“I can tell. You know it’s a full moon tonight, maybe that’s why?”. I sigh.

“I don’t have a wolf remember. The moon has no effect me”.

“I wouldn’t be so sure”. She smiles. We finish eating our fruit in silent before curling up in our little corner bed. I can’t wait to get off this boat. Every time I lay down the rocking makes me nauseous.