The White Beauty

Episode Eight

King rollings admired my facial features for a couple of minutes before standing up straight, puffing his chest out. 

It is like this Rollings pack is filled with nothing but cocky conceded assholes who don't know what personal space is. 

King Rollings turned towards his son Jason, "Jason do you have any plans for today?" "No father is there something you want me to take care of?" Jason replied like he already knows his father wanted something. "Would you mind walking behind them to make sure she gets to her destination?" The king asked in a polite manner. I wonder where I'm going. Will the others follow shortly. 

Jason nodded and stood up from his chair. "Will you please escort her to the Spa room? The King asked looking over his shoulder. 

Oh Hell Yeah! I'm going to a spa! I've never been to a spa before. Maybe this won't be so bad after all. 

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the men took their hands off my shoulders and placed them around my arms, "Yes King, anything for you," they said in unison. How creepy is that? They picked me off the floor like I was weightless. They turned me around and the man on my left pushed me forward and grabbed my arm again but tighter this time. 

We started going down a dark hallway. Man this place is so creepy. I'm starting to get an unsettling feeling in my stomach. I feel like I should fight them and run out of here before it is too late. The candles on the walls hardly give off enough light to see anything in front of me. There must be a leak because I can hear water flowing. 

I don't know what came over me. I lost my balance and stumbled forward. The man on my right is still holding me but the man on the left is not. I stable myself and start looking around to see what's happening. Jason has one of the guards pinned up against the wall of the hallway. A low growl is settling in the back of Jason's throat. 

"Sir... Wha... What are you doing?" He says while trying to remove Jasons' hand from his neck. Worry struck his face when he failed to remove Jasons' hand. 

The growl was getting deeper and putting off a louder sound I'm sure can be hard all over the castle. How is this even possible? Maybe because he is an Alpha? 

"Alpha?" The other guard holding me said. When there was no response he pushed me forward to move onward. As if it triggered Jason before I could fully turn around, the second guard is being thrown to the ground. 

"I'll take her. You two are supposed to report to Dakota... Did you forget that? Is this girl worth more to you than your future Queen?" Jason says with pure hatred in his voice. 

"Sir... Um... We weren't pulling her first. We were just following orders," He said while he got off the floor. He wouldn't look at Jason. His whole body started shaking again. He nodded his head, "Yes Alpha. I'm sorry Alpha." I'm not sure what that was about but I sure wasn't going to ask either. 

Jason grabbed my arm and pulled me in the direction we were going before Jason got all crazy on the guards. We headed dowl a sloped hallway in uncomfortable silence. Jason was practically dragging me behind him. My legs are trying to keep up but are failing me. "Please slow down. I..." I shut my mouth as soon as Jason Spun around to look at me. With a stern look on his face. His eyes are so black. Is that normal? 

He slowly turned again and kept walking. What she hell is his problem. First, he's trying to kill the guards and now he's dragging me down the hallway. What's next?

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"Here.." Jason says with a dry tone. 

"Wait what?" 

The so-called spa is a 10 by 10 cell made of black brick on three of the walls. The forth wall is made of bars with a sliding door also made of bars with a little rectangle cut out in the center. Jason pushed me into the cell and slid the door closed behind him. 

He came up to me and grabbed to rope around my wrist firmly. He pulled a pocket knife out. I closed my eyes knowing what was coming next. I head the rope slice in half. I opened one eye to see he was getting ready to remove the embedded rope from my skin. 

"No don't!" I screamed but it didn't stop him. He just looked at me with a stern look on his face. I just looked down at the ground not wanting to look at his dark eyes anymore. When he started to remove the rope I could feel my skin ripping with it. Because the rope went into my wrist and my body was healing itself, it caused the rope to stick to me. 

As he removed the rope more I could feel the pain building up. Imagine someone grabbing your skin and ripping chunks of it off. 

I let out a small whimper causing Jason to growl at me. If I thought his eyes were dark before, I was wrong now. His whole eye was solid black. I couldn't even see any white left. 

I took a step away from him causing him to let out a deeper growl almost sounding like he was gurgling in the back of his throat. His face looks expressionless. I can't tell what he's thinking. As he stepped forward I stepped back again. Fear is running through my body. I'm so terrified of what he'll do to me. I unconsciously step back again.  His fierce growl threatening me as he steps closer to me again. His chest is puffed out now. 

What the f**k is he doing? What does he want from me! And yet he takes another step forward. I guess he didn't take the hint when I step back once more. This time it's different. I feel my back pressed against the brick wall. I let out another small whimper. He looks at me with a smirk on his face as he takes another step forward, Only leaving five inches between our bodies. 

He grabs my hands and looks at my bloody wrists. His facial expression changes to anger for a second before becoming smirky again. He takes my hands and puts them on his waist. I put pressure on him, trying to push him away from me without any success of even moving him an inch. It seems to please him having my body squirm under him as he closes the gap between us. He puts his hands in the wall behind me caging me in. I can feel his minty breath hitting my hair as he looks down at me. 

"Look at me" He demands with a husky voice. I keep staring at the ground not moving an inch. The longer I stood there not listening to him the more impatient he became. 

What am I supposed to do? Give into him and submit like a dog? I wouldn't even look him in the eyes. 

Something in him must have snapped. He rared his fist back and punched the wall beside my head. He pushed his chest into my face and let out another growl. 

I don't know what to do... I don't know what he expects of me. He's acting like an animal. I start to remove my hands from his waist but as I remove the pressure of my hands on him, it triggers him. 

He lets out another growl and grabs my ribs. As he tightens his grip on me I can feel his nails sink into my skin. It was starting to become unbearable. I couldn't breathe. The amount of pressure he is putting on my ribcage could easily break my ribs if I was built like a human. 

I let out a loud whimper causing him to tilt his head slightly and ease the amount of pressure he was putting on my body. I grabbed his wrist lightly and pulled them off me. Jason just kept his head tilted until I released his wrist. As soon as we weren't touching anymore I could see the anger building up by the second. 

Then it dawned on me. He's only getting upset when I don't respond to him.