Mate to a king

This chapter won’t post and I don’t actually know why. But it’s not a massive chunk missing so if you want to read it I’ll try write it up when I can

Bloom.

James has been down in that office for hours now. All I can hear are raised voices and regular clattering of what sounds like glass against the wood floor.

I could feel his anger rolling through the walls and floor in waves. They hit me in the face like a tidal wave.

The noise is quieter now that he had shut the door to his office. I swear I heard him walk down the stairs to the basement.

Who knows though.

It's like, 1 am right now. I may just be imagining some of those noises.

The noises get louder then gradually fade out into whimpering noises every so often. It's kinda strange actually.

I sit here in silence for hours on end, only to be startled by slight whimpers. What has my life come to?!?

(A/N) gruesome scene up ahead. Skip this part if you want and read below this! Only read if you want to! You have been warned!

James.

This has to stop. I have brought them both down to the cells, chained them in silver and wolfs bane chains, wolfs-bane infused ropes. Whilst i also gagged him  to mute any screams. What else do I need to shut Aiden up. Her dad is long gone, knocked out by the wolfs-bane I suppose.

isn't dead though...

you shut your whining. No one is coming for you. You will be dead before they come." I screamed. I'm glad these cells are soundproof.

they will when I'm dead, each and every one of

him off by dragging a silver

his face scrunch

vampire doesn't carve the effects of

screamed. Not saying a

make you talk then!" My wolf clawed to the surface, wanting to break each bone in Aiden's body until he was

his chest

scrunched up his face in pain

one. Me squeezing his heart, dragging the silver knife in his skin.

Just like that.

blood was still lingering around as I walked to the bathroom, covered

would cower away. Even if she loved me. I was still the monster

and quickly washed all the blood from my

screams ringing in my ears. The slight hiccup of occasional silence. Then I felt a searing pain go through my wrists.

I knew this wasn't mine. It couldn't be me who was

that came

my waist. I quickly made