Conquering the Conqueror

Episode 2

MADISON BLAKE'S POV

It's not that I can't fight back, I have been trained to become a blood guard since I was a child.

It's only a matter of seconds before I snap the neck of Beatrice, that fatty stepmother of mine.

In this pack, few can match my strength.

But I will never dare fight back, even when attacked by an Omega, to avoid being punished.

My father would torture me with glee for any little mistake.

He made me the princess's blood guard, despite knowing how much she hated me.

He watches nonchalantly, as she and her family send him on degrading and dangerous missions.

Unlike other blood guards, I'm never paid, nor am I fed.

I only have a few pairs of clothes and warriors' gear.

I'm left to fend for my meals, scrambling for leftovers even in the trash, thereby subjecting myself to the highest level of humiliation at the hands of everyone.

But what can I do?

I can't exactly rebel or fight, I can only wait and pray the goddess gives me a mate that will take me out of here.

I will be turning eighteen in two days.

But my greatest fear is that I will be rejected if my mate is from this pack.

He will probably be afraid of being stigmatized because of me.

I pray my mate will be from another pack.

Due to my bloodline, the mate bond will be strong, and my mate can feel me from miles away after I shift. I can only pray and wait.

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I washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen before running towards Alpha's palace.

My father has an Omega servant assigned to his house, but she rarely does anything.

Except maybe, tending to Beatrice and chatting with her, and cooking when I'm away.

Most of the chores are left to me, even though I'm very busy in the palace.

I walked into the palace, walking towards the princess's division when an Omega servant stopped me.

"Help me take these to the kitchen," she said, dumping the two baskets of vegetables before me.

My eyes widened in anger, they're fond of doing this, even when I'm in a hurry.

Everyone feels like they can send me on an errand.

When their superiors annoy them, they find me to vent.

"Hey, you! Can't you see I'm in a hurry?" I shouted angrily.

She stared at me from head to toe before hissing and walking away.

"Good for nothing" I heard her mutter.

I was angry, I felt like teaching her a lesson, but I knew that even slaves and pigs in the pack are all higher ranked and more respected than I am.

Despite all my efforts and contributions to the pack.

I picked it up and angrily dumped it in the kitchen, ignoring everyone else, before stalking the princess's quarters.

I noticed others trying to approach me to dump their chores on me and pretended not to see them, walking very fast with a big scowl on my face.

I walked into her quarters and followed the princess's scent to her garden, where I saw her sitting with her attendants.

"Good afternoon, Your Highness", I greeted her before she angrily stood up and slapped me.

"I called you one hour ago, what took you so long?" She roared, her eyes blazing in fury.

"She's probably feeling too big to answer your call. Maybe you need to remind her of her place" one of her attendants said, eyeing me with a smirk.

I smiled in my heart and waited.

What kind of humiliation, torture, insult or set-up have I not seen before?

I'm waiting for their new tricks.

"Perfect timing though. My dog, Jaguar, just wounded itself while playing. As you can see, it's bleeding. It's getting weaker" she said, pointing to her ugly brown dog on the floor with a haughty look.

What does she expect me to do?

I'm no physician.

She continued her speech before I could think about it properly.

She grabbed my hand and continued.

"We have already gotten the herbs ready, the remaining blood meal. Cut open your hand so that I can use your blood to help my dog. Your blood will be beneficial to it because of your bloodline and training, better than cow's blood. Hurry up".

What the hell?!

Offer my blood to a dog?

She wants me to form a bond with that thing by using blood sacrifice.

Blood sacrifice is an extreme healing practice that's often done between a master and a slave.

The slave will cut herself open and channel her blood and energy to her master.

Sometimes this process goes on for a long time if the master is badly injured, till the slaves eventually die.

Those that survived it would become their blood slave, which was the lowest form of existence in wolfdom, treated with disgust and disdain wherever they went, even worse than a harlot.

People rarely accept to do it, except for their lovers.

Most slaves would kill themselves rather than do it, and she wants me to do it for a mere dog?

My eyes blazed in anger and I turned to her.

"What do you mean, your majesty? The blood meal will be here soon. How can you ask me to do such a thing to a mere dog, knowing its implications? Besides, I will still go on a mission tonight. Losing any amount of blood will make me weak. I might even die on the mission if I'm not strong enough. I refuse to sacrifice my life for a dog, Your Majesty!" I shouted furiously.

She immediately slapped me.

Princess Jennifer Johnson!

I could kill her with a snap of my fingers if I wished.

How dare she treat me like that?

"A mere dog? Then what do you think you are? In my eyes, you're less than my precious dog. You're my blood guard, literally a slave serving me. How dare you defy my orders? You serve me, you serve my dog too. How dare you put that haughty look in your eyes before me? Obey my orders immediately, or I will kill you!" She roared.

I laughed angrily.

"Kill me then. I'm an assassin, a blood guard who doesn't fear death or torture!" I roared with a crazed look in my eyes.

I have endured everything they shoved at me, but I refuse to be a dog's blood slave.

They can go ahead and do their worst. If my father still supports them after this, then there's no need to have a family anymore.

I turned angrily to leave.

"How dare you? Do you want to commit treason by disobeying me? I will have you killed, you useless thing!" She roared.

"Treason is only when I betray you. Your dog is not a member of the royal family. I don't remember Luna giving birth to a dog. Go ahead and charge me!" I said angrily, walking away.

All of a sudden, I felt a huge pressure descend on me and my feet got heavy.

My eyes widened at the realization of what was happening.

She's activating the blood guard's curse!