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CELYN
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Celyn woke up to the sound of incessant knocking. She grumbled and buried her face deeper into the bed when the noise refused to stop. Who would disturb her sleep so early in the morning? And for what purpose?
She was still upset about the way Cullen had thrown her out of his chambers. The thought if it still remained fresh in her memory that she couldn't sleep a wink and just when she had tried to get some shut eye, her beauty sleep has been suddenly interrupted.
Rolling out of the bed, she made her way towards the door and twisted it open only to see Moira standing there with a glass of herbal mix. She knew that the sly woman had come to give her herbs because she had refused to take them after leaving Cullen's chambers last night.
"Good morning Moira" She greeted nonchalantly. This woman was the last person she had expected to see so early in the morning and for he wrong reasons as well.
Without a single response, she stretched out her hands that held the glass towards her "Your herbal mix. You had refused to take them."
"And that's because I don't need them." She grunted through gritted teeth. The older woman was slowly beginning to get on her nerves. If it weren't for Cullen, she would've put her in her place by now.
"The Lycan king had asked you to take them or has he not?" She asked "Why do you choose to disobey and defy his orders."
She scoffed "I never chose to do anything Moira. I respect Cullen as if my life depends on it because it does. He means the entire world to me." She spat angrily.
"Then do him a favor and take your herbal mix. We can't keep on stressing over this all the time Celyn." The woman lets out an exasperated sigh. She was probably too tired from going back and forth on the matter but she'll be damned before she gives in to him.
This is the only way to make Cullen hers. This is the only way to trap him. She knew that his marriage was just a formality and that he doesn't have any feelings for his bride to be so she needed this to cement their relationship and stake her claim as his woman. She doesn't understand what part of that sentence Moira couldn't understand.
"I do not want this herbs." She repeated "Last night, he...." She trailed off and glanced at the woman briefly "He didn't release his seed inside me."
"I do not care if he did or not. This is simply an instruction and you have to follow it." Her hands were still stretched out as the vapor oozed out from the glass.
"And if I refuse?" She challenged "You act as if you're Cullen's mother when you're just a maid like everyone else. What right do you have to force me to drink this herbal mix when I have bluntly refused not to?" She yelled at the woman who stood rooted on the spot. Completely unmoved.
"I am Cullen's mistress." She started, eyes glaring at the older woman in disdain "He is my master and so I answer only to him because I serve him. You don't have any right to force me Moira. I am not like those silly omegas who come running like slaves when you call on them so you better start treating me with respect, do you understand?"
Angry, she made to leave but was held back by Moira.
"I might not be Cullen's mother but I also raised him as my very own. I have been in his life way longer than anyone present in this pack. Yes, I might be his slave but I am just as important as you are." She stated calmly which angered Celyn.
"And speaking of being the Lycan King's woman, you are nothing but a slave to him. His Luna is the only person that deserves my respect and not you" she added.
Celyn felt insulted and furious at the older woman's outburst.
"Since you're so important to him, I'd like to see you try to stop me." She made to leave for the second time and just as Moira was about to stop her, she took the glass from her grasp and spewed the contents on the woman's clothes.
A smile tugged at her lips when she saw the damage she had done.
"Do you still want to lecture me and tell me how important you are to Cullen?" She gave a devilsh smile as she looked at the woman who had just be vandalized.
"What did you just do Celyn?" A deep voice growled just from the corner and she darted her eyes towards the direction to see Cullen staring at her. His eyes had taken another shade of color and his jaw ticked in irritation.
She gulped fearfully when she realized that he had just witnessed everything that happened here.
"M-My lord I...." The rest of her words caught up in her throat when he lunged for her and in a split second, he was in front of her and his hands connected with her face.
She yelped when she tasted blood. Her eyes danced In fright and she trembled massively. She had just angered him and he would punish her for it. The realisation came with fear of the unknown.
"How Dare YOU!" he slapped her again till she came crashing to the ground. She struggled to get back to her feet but her knees suddenly went numb from the effect.
"F-Forgive me my lord!" She whispered desperately. "it...it was an accident. I didn't...I didn't mean to..." She stuttered, as tears trickled down her cheeks.
"Moira..." He turned to the older woman who bowed her head in respect.
"Yes my lord."
"Mix another herb and bring it to my chambers immediately." He instructed and she quickly scampered away "And you..." He stared down at her "In my chambers right now!" He ordered hurried away while she struggled to find her footing. Today had just begun horribly to her to say the very least.
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CULLEN
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Cullen arrived at his chambers and soon enough, Celyn walked in too. Her hands firmly holding onto her bruised cheeks.
"Celyn..." He drawled, his deep voice startling.
He saw her squirm when her eyes came in contact with his dark and scary ones. He was fuming in anger and could feel the rage registered in them.
"Why did you do it?" He uttered, one sentence that voiced so much authority and command.
"I...I...." She stuttered and he slapped her across the face again.
"When I ask you a question Celyn, you answer immediately." He held her chin in a firm grip. He tightened his hands while she struggled to break free and breathe through her mouth "I do not tolerate it when I am put in an unnecessary suspense."
"F-Forgive me my lord!" She whimpered. "I'm sorry..." Her lips quivered as she pleaded for forgiveness.
"Now tell me" He started "Why shouldn't I just kill you this very instant Celyn? Give me one reason why I shouldn't just sever your head from your body!"
"My lord!" She scrambled on his feet almost immediately in a desperate plea "Forgive me my lord. Have mercy on this lowly servant! Please do not kill me." She held onto his feet but he kicked her away.
"Moira is like a mother to me and you dare to raise your hands at her!" He yelled. His anger spiking up.
She was openly crying now "It was an accident my lord. I didn't mean to."
"Of course you didn't which is why I have reserved a very special punishment for you." He smirked "I think that your courage and bravery should be rewarded."
The door flew open at that instant and Moira walked in with another glass of herbal mix. Cullen released his grip on her chin and pushed her to the ground.
"Now take it from her and drown every content till the last drop." He instructed and with shaky hands, she reached for the glass and placed it to her mouth before drinking the entire content.
She gagged at the after taste.
"I would've let you go with a simple warning but recently, I found out that my slave has started growing guts so how about I help, clip them?" He muttered to her hearing and she panicked.
"You don't have to worry." He assured her "It's simply my own way of showing you that I am your master and you are my slave."
Cullen beckoned to the sentinels guarding the door at they quickly trooped into his bedroom.
"My lord?" The head sentinel bowed his head to the ground and the others followed suite.
"Lock up my slave in the cage. Bind her hands and feet and do not give her water or food for the next three days." He ordered.
"But my lord—" Moira was saying but he held up a finger at her, shutting her up.
He knew just how much Celyn despised the cage because she had been locked up in one for the greater part of her life. She was scared of the cage and she hated being locked up because it only brings her bad memories. What other way to punish her than to make her visit her demons.
"Please my lord. Not the cage" She held onto his robe. Her eyes red and swollen from crying too hard "I promise that I would never—"
"Take her away" He gave his command and they quickly tied her up and bundled her out of his bedroom while he looked on with Moira standing right next to him
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