Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King

CHAPTER 5 - We Found Each Other At Last

"I don't want to die."

"Am I going to die?"

"I can't breathe."

"Help me."

"Ple--ase." My last breath caught in my throat, and my fingers dug into his wrists as I stared into his eyes.

Those eyes were the last thing I saw before the darkness claimed me.

Black, empty, cold. Unfathomably evil.

I jolted awake feeling feverish. My neck felt stiff and my head was pounding terribly. I looked around, disoriented.

"Where am I?" I sat up and looked around, wiping drool from my mouth with the back of my hand.

"What sort of nonsense dream was that?" I rubbed my eyes hard, as if to clear away my memory of those haunting evil eyes in my dream.

Yawning and stretching like a cat, I looked around again and jumped in horror, "Oh no! Oh no!"

"How long have I been asleep? Oh s**t!"

I was still in Beta Darius's s*x chamber and I also hadn't cleaned it up.

"Oh my God, what's the time? Please don't be past midnight yet. This is the only chance I have at freedom." I pleaded to whoever was up there listening.

"You silly, dumb, idiotic brain. Why did you pick tonight of all nights for me to sleep?" I gathered what was left of my rags, threw them on and rushed out barefoot into the cold windy night.

I didn't care where I went. Anywhere but here would be perfect.

It was either now or never.

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"You. Pour us a drink." A voice I painfully recognized as my father's bellowed through the fields.

Why was he here with Beta Darius?

Especially at that time of the night? And by the sounds of it, drinking.

"And crawl, I don't like the look on your face." The lazy voice of the Lycan beta sneered.

"Yes, crawl, boy. You look too proud for a useless delta. You will be wise to remember that you're not your own master."

I tried not to imagine the look of humiliation on the face of the poor guard they were taunting.

This is bad for me. Really really bad.

Beta Darius never EVER walked alone, he was flanked on all sides by terrifying guards and now he was with my father.

My father.

The same Beta who would kill me himself if he didn't have a reputation to protect.

I barely managed to sneak past the soldiers on patrol, and I thought I could use the fields to reach a small hole in the wall that I had noticed a week ago while working. The hole was only small enough to fit a small baby but I'll make it through somehow.

I just needed to get to the lake from which we watered the fields through this opening.

My plan was to swim far enough to hide my scent and run away when I got as far from the castle as possible.

But this was going to be much more difficult with the two dangerous Betas walking about the fields with about ten other hefty werewolves.

I must make this quick or I will really die.

Now that I can smell freedom, I want to live or die trying.

I crept among the tall blades of grass on my belly like a snake and sighed in relief when I saw the small opening that led to the lake.

"Hey, who is that?" A voice yelled behind me.

Oh no, I have to run!

"Stop right there!"

NOW!

I clutched the edges of my torn clothes, picked myself up and ran like my life depended on it till I finally reached the opening. I glanced behind me to find three guards bounding towards me with inhuman speed.

I squeezed myself the first time but only my head went through.

"f*****g hell!"

Frustration was getting the best of me, so I looked at my hands tightly clutching the rags on my body and I laughed like a mad woman, "It's not like they're covering anything in the first place."

I tore what remained of my clothes apart and stood butt naked in the cold night cackling like a witch.

Perfectly naked like the day I was born.

The guards' jaws hit the floor and they froze in their tracks, staring blatantly at my nudity.

Great! This should buy me enough time.

I laid down on my belly, twisted the rest of my lower body at an awkward angle and crawled out of the hole into the lake --

CRACK!

My vision was getting blurry as I touched the back of my head weakly.

I smiled at the warm blood I saw on my hand.

"At least, I'll die a free person."

Everything went black.

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"You barely did anything. How am I supposed to believe you?"

"Don't "believe" me. I am you."

"No, Warrick. No, you're not. And I'm not you. You just very unfortunately happened to be in my body."

"Don't be such a crybaby, Zane. Deny it as much as you want, but I'm as much a part of you as you are a part of me."

Alpha Zane had nothing to say to that.

"Just stay dormant, Warrick. I need rest. If I drop dead now, you will die too."

"Funny that. We've tried dying a couple of times before. Do you remember how it went?"

Again, he had nothing to say to that, but this time it was because he knew the answer: they were both cursed to be immortal.

Nothing on earth could ever kill hi–

"What is that?"

Alpha Zane bent down and touched the water flowing from the lake.

"Why is there blood in the water?"

He heard a fierce, deep growl vibrate the entire ground under him.

He realized that the growl was coming from him.

"Warrick, what are you doing? You are choosing to be sensitive to blood now?

Suddenly, his legs moved on Warrick's accord and he raced at the speed of light till he began to slow down when he reached a small opening that led to the royal grounds from the lake.

His eyes darted to the corner to find a naked and bloodied female with her head next to a rock, unmoving.

Warrick grew more agitated and his claws elongated.

"Warrick? Is she – "

Warrick's grumble exploded from his chest, "MATE"