Princess Octavia

3

"My mother will find me!"

"Shut up girl" The man roughly shoved the girl into a small rusty old cage, his large hand leaving yet another bruise on her soft porcelain skin.

She landed with a rough thud, her back screamed out in agony against the roughness of the bars. She picked up the small jagged rock that she had tucked away behind the cage for safe keeping. Not big enough to hurt anyone but just enough so to carve a line into the cold hard ground. IIII She drew a line marking her fourth day away from her family. She had not lost hope that they would find and rescue her, after all they are gods and royalty.

Sleep came in the usual way, when her body gave into the exhaustion and whisked her off to another hope filled dream.

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"Mother!" The young girl danced into the kitchen with her long chocolate locks flowing gracefully as ever.

"Yes Octavia, what is it?" Keelin could never hold back a smile when looking at her beautiful children, they were a perfect fusion of her mate and herself. 

"I really want to surprise Kerian, since he starts his Alpha training a week after our birthday. I want to do something nice for him." Keelin could see the admiration in her daughters eyes, the twins had been the best of friends since they were born.

"What do you have in mind?" Octavia whispered into her mothers ear with a big smile on her face. "I think we can arrange that, you are such a great sister O. I am so proud of you." She held her daughters face in her hands, admiring the amazing young woman she was becoming. Her eyes sparkled with pride and joy at her mother's words, she loved her brother and wanted to make sure he had everything he could ever want.

Octavia smile in her sleep at the fond memory, at least in her dreams her happiness still existed.

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"It is done madam." The man bowed to the womans back.

"Good. Tomorrow we shall begin, has her mother learned of the meeting location?" 

"Yes madam, they are on their way to the Golden Summit pack as we speak."

"Very good, now see yourself out." Without a word he bowed again to the womans back before exiting the room.

She kept her dark blue eyes locked on the large moon over head, the night seemed like a representation of her soul. Dark with many more secretes than anyone could possibly uncover, she had been wronged and now was the time for her revenge.

A rat scurried into the room and up the window sill, c*****g its head to one side to look at the woman.

Carefully she stroked the furry head of the rat, it had become a companion to her over the last century. The light of the moon revealed the wrinkles and dark spots in her hand as it peaked out of the cloak.

"Tonight I shall need a man in my bed." She thought aloud with a frown seeing how her once beautiful skin had aged over time. As if by magic a soft knock could be heard coming from her door.

"Enter." Her voice commanded, a young man stepped just inside before closing the door behind him. She crossed the room to inspect the man, he was tall with healthy muscles. Bright blue eyes and sandy hair that he had been running his fingers through.

"You shall do nicely" He let out a breath he did not realize he was holding in, hand in hand she lead him across the room to her bed. With one shove he landed roughly on the bed, pulling at the ties to her cloak her flesh was revealed to him. "Tonight your only job is to please me, do you understand."

The man nodded, knowing exactly what was to happen. "Yes madam."

"You may call me Zelena."

With lips locked and bodies tangled in ecstasy, Zelena could feel the bliss her body was experiencing but no matter how she tried her heart still felt empty. With every hot sweaty thrust she was closer to her ultimate climax as he was to his doom. Her insides clenched around his hard length as he filled her with his hot seed, her eyes glowed with fire. Smashing her lips onto his she used the climax to give him the final kiss he would ever receive. A dull white mist traveled from his mouth to hers, with every passing second her skin became softer. Her hair more full of life, his lifeforce restoring her body to its former glory. 

She pushed the now dead, useless body away from her. She admired her young body in the mirror, beautiful supple curves covered in peach colored flesh. She knew it would not last long, but she did not have to feel the seed the man had left inside. Her insides were as dead as her heart, she never bared a child with her mate and she would never for any other man.