Too Late For Redemption: Rise Of The Lycan Queen

Chapter Eleven

CHAPTER ELEVEN: Silly little bunny

Ariela's P . O. V

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There he was, my glaring doom; waiting patiently like an apex predator on the prowl in a red- lit room as devilish as his intentions, there he stood, striking and built like a formidable weapon; over six feet seven inches tall, muscular and slightly tanned. I was never aware before just how sculpted and muscle ridden he is and now seeing him topless and only clad in well- fitting black dress pants makes me feel fragile and spiny. He could so effortlessly crush my throat with those big arms and I can't help but feel he is fantasizing about doing exactly that as he stares at me.

"Perfect timing. Close the door behind you." My eyes dart around the room nervously as I force myself to override survival mode and trapped myself with the man I fear the most in this universe.

I closed the door and turned to face him with my features overwhelmed with dread. I was not hiding the fact that I was getting shredded to bits by fear at all and seeing me so helplessly frightened must be so empowering for a predator like him. I didn't like the red light or the candles they made the atmosphere ten times more omnious and they evoked all sorts of horrible feelings in me, the kind a slaughterhouse would give me.

As petrified as I was, I didn't forget how he expected me to conduct myself. I still somehow managed to get on my knees and bring myself over to him. I was not even going to wait for him to utter my sins, I knew the best thing to do is to apologize and plead for less severe punishment.

"I am so sorry, Alpha, I didn't do as you ordered and I failed you, I'm so sorry, I was going to-" My pleas went unfinished and the tiny bit of hope I had he would show me even a shred of mercy were squashed when I heard the intention in his darkly deep voice.

"Your useless mother abandoned you. You'd be out in the wilderness starving, wet, cold, frail or worse getting ripped apart limb by limb by rogues but instead you're here; clothed, dining in luxury, well fed, plump," tears welled up in my eyes when he roughly cupped my face with one hand and pinched my thigh with another, "filled out, voluptuous and healthy. You're under my roof, accumulating curves with my food and instead of doing as you're told as the bare minimum, you decide to rebel. You thought I wouldn't find out that you manipulated Hayden into ordering Kirsten and Audrey to fulfill your responsibilities for you?"

What? Where did he get that? I'd never ask Hayden to do anything for me and even if I was foolish enough to do so, he'd never ever agree or do me any favours.

Confusion was ripe on my face but he was staunchly convinced of his own truths and blinded by them so he couldn't even see just how incredulous his accusations were to me.

"I swear I didn't-" He cut him off yet again.

"Hayden is the future Alpha but he'll only be fully recognized as Alpha once he completes his training and proves his competence. Until then I'm the highest authority, do you understand?" No wonder he is so offended, he thinks I'm using Hayden as a card to challenge his authority and superiority. Here I was thinking it is common knowledge around here that I'm number one on Hayden's hate list.

I quickly nodded my head, "Yes, Alpha. I am so ashamed, I am so sorry, I swear it'll never happen again." Like a striking cobra, his hand swiftly caught my neck and I yelped.

He drew me closer and his lips broadened into a wry, unmistakably wicked smile, "Silly little bunny, so small and delicate you are yet you dared to challenge the big bad wolf, weren't you afraid he'd eat you alive, bunny?" His minacious voice sent shivers up my spine and made my blood run cold.

I can't. I can't take it. I won't survive more torture, please. I'm tired, I'm so tired.

Alpha Landon blueish eyes pierced into my glassy ones and my bewilderment escalated when he suddenly pulled away and leaned back into his office chair. How I wish I had the ability to read minds so I don't have to be taunted by all the million possibilities that smile he gave me could mean. The Devil Alpha is the most unpredictable predictable person ever. Most times I can read his mood, I can read his temper and I can see when he's at the edge and other times I just feel like I don't know him at all, I feel like I'm facing an absolute stranger and all I know about them is that they're insane.

The last time he gave me that look I was not pardoned so I was not fooled by him returning to his seat at all, neither was I fooled by that spark in his eyes or the smile he gave me. Even last time he smiled at me while stabbing thick pins under my finger nails and reminding me that if I so do as little as yelp, my eyes will be next. And that was punishment for defending my mother's honour, punishment for losing control and throwing a mouldy bun at him when he was being kind enough to release me from the basement cells.

In that moment I I told myself that I was going to numb that part of me that cares that my missing mother is being called all sorts of disparaging names. I watched him pensively as he just stared ahead at the door and that unblinking stare and intense focus made my blood curdle. It looked like he was in some sort of trance, it looked like he was challenging and calling forth something lurking deep within him.

"Get up." He ordered calmly and gulped down a strange coloured drink.

I charily complied and slowly rose from my knees and thought I was going to just stand there but his calloused hands grasped my wrist and he pulled me towards him and positioned me on his lap. I was trembling like a leaf barely surviving a storm and I was sure he could hear my heart beating furiously in my chest. What is this? He has never done this before.

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