Taming the Rogue King

Waking Up

Ira woke up in Liam’s room and sighed.

She did not want to be here. Trust her luck to get captured while she was rescuing someone!

She looked around. Nothing had changed.

The cross between a room and a cave with no window in sight was still as pleasant. Liam’s tantalising scent of Sage lingered in the room and on the bed in the sheets enclosing her. She looked at the closed wooden door of the room.

By experience, she knew that the door would be locked. She tried to get up but the pain from her back overwhelmed her.

She continued to reflect on the events of the last couple of days.

She was sure it was more than a day but had lost the track of time. So much had happened since the time she headed out in the travel bubble conjured by James and now.

She had so confidently commanded Draco on the battlefield. But it had been of no use as she had fallen amongst the fighting wolves and almost lost her life.

After she was picked up by Liam in the battle, she had woken up right here in this room. This threadbare room with a table, chair, wardrobe but no dressing table or a mirror!

Her mangled leg had hurt like a b***h and she had been put under house arrest. Draco's size had been sealed by magic. She hated to be a reason for the failure of her and Noah's mission.

Hopefully, Kirra had managed to create an alliance. Ira wanted the Rogue king and the witch to be defeated.

So much has happened in the last few hours! She exhaled as she remembered the smouldering hot kiss of her sexy abductor. Like a predator, he had captured her mouth and she did nothing.

Her cheeks heated up as she recalled Liam's muscular chest and its feel against her fingers. The way his eyes alternated between brown and purple. The way his teeth grazed her lips and his tongue explored the depths of her wanton mouth.

It was better than the orgasmic dreams that she had been getting.

He was right in announcing that they were mates. She suddenly realised that all those premonitions she was getting about the faceless sexy man were about Liam. He fit the bill. His burly body and tall stature were just right.

She would never dream of the faceless stranger anymore. She blushed remembering the last dream she had before coming to Myponga.

Would his fingers really feel as magical against her slit, as her dream? The thought made her insides create a pool in anticipation as desire settled in her belly.

Mortified she changed the direction of her thoughts. This place was crowded with werewolves. She didn't want people around her to know of her arousal.

She sighed again as she remembered meeting his sexy girlfriend Monike. The betrayal and jealousy were phenomenal. She did not know Liam, yet her heart was already aching for lost love.

Was this even possible? Why was the mate bond so cruel? Trust my luck to get a soulmate who is already committed to someone else!

Good for Bella to have decided to help her escape. After seeing Ira's distress on meeting Monike, Bels had decided to help. She had given Ira a clue to using the gap in the bathroom between the walls and the roof.

The roof was in line with a tabletop land on a hill. The tabletop ended into a cliff overlooking a stream.

Ira had escaped onto the tabletop roof of the cave through the vent between the roof and walls of Liam's bathroom.

While she had waited for Bels to join her and help her jump from the cliff, a Visha Kanya had approached her and offered help.

Visha Kanyas were poisonous maidens. They were raised on a carefully calculated diet of poisons. With the help of prayers and poisons, they were converted into lethal assassins whose breath was enough to kill a person. Ira had known nothing about them until she met Jade.

The Visha Kanyas could communicate with poisonous beings. They could use the poisons from these venomous creatures to heal themselves and replenish their energies.

The beautiful woman with sea-green eyes was dressed in oversized clothes and was riding a red werewolf. The wolf was large and was very helpful yet he had collapsed while Ira and Jade had escaped.

Although Ira had been skeptical about accepting help, soon she had no other option. She recollected how the Jade and her friend Lucas had landed on the roof.

As Ira had jumped from the cliff, Jade had jumped too. Without caring for her own safety.

She had also helped coax Draco into his full size. If it wasn't for Jade, Ira would have died by that fall.

Lucas had been taken as a prisoner. Jade and Ira had decided to help. Luckily for them, Scarlet had also met up with them and they had hatched a plan together to save Lucas and Noah.

Can you imagine? Jade and Scarlet are mates?

But the plan had failed. Jade and Ira had again been captured and Scarlet was the collateral damage.

In a day she had met her mate, kissed him, met his girlfriend, escaped his arrest, made a new friend who happened to be a poison maiden, met her girlfriend, enticed the guards to rescue Lucas and managed to get caught again.

A chill ran through her spine as she recalled the blows of cat o nine tails on her back when she was taken a prisoner while helping Lucas escape. She shuddered.

She and Jade were captured by the cruel witch and the wicked woman had ordered her hybrid guards to rain whips on their backs.

She had seen the guards inject something into Scarlet's carotid. Probably a sickly potion. She gagged as she remembered Jades wails when the cat o nines tore through her flesh.

No wonder her own back was still sore. She too had received the same treatment. She couldn’t remember how she landed back on Liam’s bed in his chambers.

Was Liam working with the witch? Did he allow the use of whips on them?

She gnawed on her lower lip thinking. The last thing she remembered was of blacking out when those bastards rained the cat o nines on them. The excruciating pain ran through her slender back as she felt her skin break. The burning accompanied every lash and made her gasp as she sucked in her breath to be able to get through the torture. She had slipped into welcoming painless darkness after a few lashes.

So what happened after that? She had to find out! She had to get going. James and Kirra were still in danger. The witch was powerful.

The woman had access to the packhouse. She could do anything. God knows how many people she had given those witchy potions to!

Ira used all her strength to push herself out of the bed. Unbearable pain shot through her back and she hissed in frustration and agony. f**k*ing witch and her god*dam son!

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