THE LYCAN PRINCE AND THE SLAVE

Chapter 1

"You're to change into these dresses. Have your pick. " An old woman commanded as she dumped a pile of dresses on the floor, for the group of young women to be led to the Prince's harem.

Funny enough, some of the young women were happy about this, judging by how all of them jumped at the pile of dresses thrown on the floor. Some struggled to find a revealing one, in hopes that it would attract the Prince, whatever was his name? Nathan?While some looked for a beautiful one, because they knew they would keep it with them.

She didn't blame them though. This was because some of them included the servants back in the house of lycan Jonathan.

Everyone, except Elizabeth wanted a taste of the ruthless Prince.

Lizzy turned her face away in disgust at the servants she knew back home, pretend they didn't know her, act, as though she didn't matter. But wasn't it true? She didn't. It didn't matter that back home, she was the Lycan Jonathan's cousin. She was the fearless lady that had maids at her disposal, wealth ,jewelleries and so much more at her feet. She was the iron lady back home.

But here, she was, a servant. A bloody one.

Even though she was scared, she couldn't reveal it. She had to be strong, no matter how weak this situation made her.

"You don't want one?" A voice asked.

Lizzy looked up, to find Janet, the most hardworking slave back home. Everyone at home liked their chores been done by her, herself included.

Lizzy smiled. "No. Enjoy yourselves. "

Janet looked as though she would comfort Lizzy, but quickly decided against it. Lizzy was relieved she didn't. She didn't need a soul comforting her.

"Hurry ladies. The Prince doesn't like waiting. You shall all line up after you've adorned yourselves. The Prince shall come in and choose a pick. "

The slaves giggled, clearly anticipating what would happen after one of them was chosen. She watched them, from where she sat, struggle into the gowns, with happiness. She was sure one of them was hoping to be his future queen.

Lizzy scoffed. Heavens forbid for her. Not when she knew her mate would be elsewhere. She couldn't possibly give herself to this savage Prince. Not after how he killed her uncle, in cold blood! As if that wasn't enough, he wiped away half of their generation. Lycan Jonathan was like a father to her, having been there for her since her parents took their last breath. Lizzy was just the lucky pea in the pod. Of anything, she should be planning his murder. And she shall, in due time.

The old lady entered again in a rush, as she clapped her hands. "Alright servants, line up. The Prince is on his way."

Lizzy wasn't bothered. She neither stood up nor dressed. How could she even dress, when it appeared that all the gowns had owners now. Only her was left dressed in her emerald green gown, she used to love, before the incident. Now, the gown was stained with dried mud and it displeased her immensely!

"You!" The old woman called, pointing at Lizzy. "Why are you not dressed, young woman? "

Lizzy thought of different comments to throw at the woman, but she bit her tongue and reminded herself that this was no longer their clan. This is Castle of Gordon in the kingdom of Gordon, ruled by ruthless Gordons.

"Quick. Rise and stand in line. The Prince shall pick who he shall bed tonight."

Lizzy sighed and stood, balancing her hour glass shape behind a brunette haired lady. Lizzy raised her eyes to the skies and prayed, prayed for an easy way to kill the Prince, so she could leave and have her life, far away from here. Now that she had no family, she had to make one. And she could only do that by finding her mate.

"And remember, you shall not cast your gaze upon the Prince, not even when he's bedding you. You shall not speak, unless you're spoken to. Keep mute even as he does as he pleases. "

Why couldn't they look at him, Lizzy wondered. Was something wrong with his appearance? But what did she care? She would drive a stake through his heart all the same without a thought.

The giant doors to the hall opened. Everyone kept quiet and looked down, including Lizzy. Not that she feared, she wasn't just interested for now. Light footsteps were heard approaching where the slaves stood.

One by one, he scrutinised them. Nathan wanted a woman with a good behind. He wanted to enjoy its softness, when she'll ride him, on his command. Every man that had tried that position said it was deeper and much more enjoyable. And he would try it.

He had kept himself for his mate. He never touched a woman, in hopes of finding her. But now that she was no more and his lycan was without a mate, he would do as he pleases, especially because his lycan didn't object.

He looked at the different ladies, with their heads bowed down. He squeezed his lips, in a frown. He had expected all these dresses to fit them, in his own fantasy, but the dresses did anything but that. These women looked disgusting to him. Not that the dresses didn't fit them, it did, to the point that it repulsed him. The show of much skin from them disappointed him. He wanted..something he would fight for. Something..pleasing enough.

He shut his eyes. No, he wouldn't allow this opportunity to pass him. So, he stopped at the first person, who was too thin for his liking. He decided to try her. Maybe, she would be good for him.

"Kneel." He commanded.

Watching the young slave kneel immediately with desire disappointed him. It was as he thought. All these ladies were ready for him. But he wouldn't allow this to hinder his goal. So, he unbuckled his belt and released his soft member from its confines.

He groaned in disappointment. This woman could not even arouse him! Just how bad could his get?

"Undress." He ordered. He couldn't give up just like that. Surely, when he sees her breasts, he would desire her.

He watched her patiently crawl at her dress, undressing herself, clearly aroused. The good part of all this that Nathan was happy that this embarrassing situation couldn't be upheld. He knew, that they had been warned, judging by how all of them cast their gazes downcast and it pleased him immensely.

He watched the lady's white breasts in disinterest. They were too pale for his liking, and her erected pink n*****s were just too erected.

"Lay down and spread your legs." He further commanded. Maybe seeing her core would ignite something in him. He just couldn't give up like that. Surely the problem wasn't from him.

The young slave eagerly laid down, spreading my legs apart exposing her hairy cunt that was full of hair indeed..and ..what was that smell?

Light coughing that came from the Prince could be heard. If Lizzy could smell how bad her woman part smelt from here, then it must have been really bad. The Prince, must have inhaled that bad smell. Yes yes, that was the reason for the cough.

"Guards. "

Footsteps could be heard as the guards approached the Prince. He wasn't going to bed her that way, right?

"Take this slave to your co-guards. I, certainly can't bed her. One of you may endure the smell, that comes from down..there. as for me, I can't. "

The slave that sprawled on the floor composed her body before begging the Prince. "My Prince, please. I want to be disvirgined by you. Not the guards." She wailed out.

The Prince paid no need to her. "If none of you can bed her, then, she has no use. "

"Dress up." The old woman commanded the crying slave, who couldn't seem to rise from her position on the floor. She eagerly prostrated, kissing the Prince's shoes, in hopes that she would be allowed in the castle. Lizzy almost laughed out loud at the situation.

"Dress up!" The old woman commanded again as she dragged the young slaves body, from the Prince's space before the guards dragged her naked body away.

" I can't bed a goat. If you know you're unshaved and unclean, follow the guards."

The slaves started murmuring. The Prince didn't want to bed anyone then tonight, if he was giving this command. Didn't he know that slaves were hardly clean and cut? Their lady parts weren't taken care of at all.

The slaves that had lined up slowly retreated, one by one, walking through the door. For a moment there, Lizzy stood, forgetting that this wasn't something she wanted to partake in. Her eyes danced downwards, looking for any pairs of legs, but there were none, but one black solid boots..the Prince's?

Lizzy immediately placed her right foot in front of her left, walking towards the door. She certainly wasn't going to be the one left talk more of share the Prince's bed!

But as she walked, the strong voice of the Prince called to her.

"Stop."

Lizzy's heart beat increased, and she knew he could hear it too, because she could hear his, loud and strong, thumping against his chest. Was..he ..excited?

This frightened Lizzy more. The fact that his heart beat excitedly. This was probably why she didn't stop. Instead, she raised her dirty skirts and ran out the door.

Unknown to her, her auburn hair and tanned skin had already caught Prince Nathan's attention.

And he would find her. Soon.