Claimed By The Cursed Beast Alpha

5: Caged

Kiara

“Can you please tell me how the alpha king is?” I asked the women currently getting me ready. After the guards dragged me off as ordered, they delivered me to these women for me to be readied up for the taking.

Like I was a literal sacrificial lamb.

As they fused over me, I felt sick to my stomach. I should be celebrating my revenge tonight, but instead, I was being readied to be f****d by a beast. The fact that I was currently being forced to do this against my will, but who do I even wanna report to? No one. Not the alpha king, that’s certain, since he’s the person I'm being washed up for.

I was certain I wouldn’t be allowed to leave, and trying to run away was out of the question because the security here was very tight.

I had genuinely thought that after going back in time, that it would be extremely easy to just breeze through everything since I’ve once lived that life. But I quickly realized how wrong I was.

“The Alpha king is… scary.” The first woman revealed and I swallowed down a nervous knot.

“He’s ruthless, cold and very powerful. Most people outside the palace don’t know what he looks like, because he usually prefers to work from the shadows.” The second woman paused and leaned closer. “But since he unexpectedly turned into a beast, he has gotten so much worse…”

“I haven’t seen his beast before, but we sometimes hear his loud roars because they’re loud enough to shake the building. So, we just know he’s gonna be more deadly presently.”

As they spoke, so did my fright kept climbing high into my throat. I was so scared that I felt dizzy.

“So… is there a chance of me surviving? Be honest.” I asked quietly, my breath bated. I’d like to know what was awaiting me since there was clearly no getting out of it.

They didn’t respond, but they all slowly shook their heads, and my heart fell into my stomach.

“But to be safer, and to have a better chance at surviving this ordeal, let’s get lots of lubricant inside of you. The beast doesn’t care about foreplay so there’d be no time for you to get aroused. And once he starts, he doesn’t stop till a really, really long while...” They explained and I nodded weakly while they did their thing.

I felt numb all over as I was dragged off to the stand-in by the guards while cladded in a robe and nothing else.

He gave me a single nod and pronounced me good to go, and I wished I could claw his throat out.

Before I could even say anything, he was waving at the guards who then began to drag me off again, and I knew we were going to the beast this time.

I struggled with everything I had, but I was shoved into a large room made of see through glass walls, and the doors were slammed shut, subjecting me to my fate. I banged on the glass doors desperately, with my heart in my throat and fear gripping every inch of my body tightly.

Oh god. This is how I’ll die in my second life? Without fully getting my revenge? Then what was the point of everything?

I was still banging on the door when I heard a loud roar that made the ground shake beneath my feet. I stiffened, feeling completely rooted in the same spot. I stopped breathing and didn’t dare make a sound.

The sound of footsteps approaching me made my knees start to wobble, and I let out a choked sound, whimpering in fright when a low growl emitted from right behind me.

When I slowly turned around, the sob I let out got stuck in my throat at the sheer sight of the beast standing right in front of me. He was a literal beast, and way scarier than I could have ever imagined. He was so tall, about seven feet, and so… so huge. Dark hair covered every inch of his body, and his hands were larger than my face.

When he leaned down towards me, I squeezed my eyes tightly and held my breath while tears rolled down my cheeks. I thought he was gonna chomp my head right off with his fang filled mouth, but instead, he growled as he sniffed at my throat.

My eyes widened and I trembled as he pressed his snout into the damp skin there, and when a growl rumbled against my skin, my legs wobbled but a large hand settled on my hips, holding me up.

He didn’t stop sniffing at my throat. The growls leaving his chest were slowly reducing. I assumed it meant he liked my scent, and I didn’t know if I was supposed to be relieved or terrified about that. When he got to the second side of my throat and his snort pressed over the mate mark Gregg gave me, he suddenly let out a sharp growl that had me stiffening and trembling all over again, while my eyes remained blown wide from fear.

He sounded very furious just now.

Before I could begin to ponder on why the switch suddenly happened, sharp fangs were sinking into my throat and I let out a piercing scream as pain coursed through every inch of my body. It felt like I got set on fire from the inside, and as I desperately gasped for breath, I slowly began to feel the bond I shared with Gregg start to gradually melt away till it was completely gone.

He had just severed the bond I shared with Gregg!

He still had his fangs deep in my throat, and I whimpered in pain, while I went limp against the glass wall. His large hand was the only thing holding me up.

In the next moment, the fangs got pulled out, then a large, rough tongue was dragging over the bite and a breathless sound fell from my throat before I could comprehend it.

What the f**k was that?