Chapter 3 ~Damien~

Days passed, so did Lyra starve. No matter how she screamed for mercy, no one came to her aid. She almost gave up, her life was nothing as normal in the dungeons; it was dark and stinky.

She couldn't help but lie down and force herself into sleeping. If only she had control of her wolf, this wouldn't have happened.

She tried consoling herself into thinking this kind of things are normal but she couldn't. Instead; she was full of regret and sadness, she was thirsty and hungry.

Damien on the other hand, was not so comfortable with her being in the dungeons, he sent the guards to feed her something. All he thought about was Lyra with her wonderful scent and beautiful shape, he lusted after her.

He craved her like he had done no other woman and when he couldn't hold it anymore, he sent the guards for her release which they did instantly.

After her release, the maidens fed her; she gulps down every chunk of food. Then, gave her a very hot bath and washed her properly.

A message was sent for her saying the king urgently had to see her. She wondered what he wanted from her and she made sure to keep her wolf in check. It was late at night and so she decided to wear a beautiful black night gown.

She oiled her skin and applied a nice scented perfume on her body. She stood up looking at herself at the mirror. Though in pains, she smiled knowing she couldn't disobey his commands and prepared for him to come.

Minutes later, he walked into the room; He saw how ravishing and beautiful she looked. While she sat on the bed holding her hand nervously, he moved towards her slowly and aimed for her neck, she couldn't resist it as she softly moans.

He laid her down and caressed her face. As he touched her, he pressed her wounds and she groaned but Damien didn't care. He spread out her legs and slides his two fingers beneath her; he gently shifts her pants and kisses her tender neck and bites her lower lip; they feel each other's breath.

Lyra wanted him just like he did her, and wished he would rather go gentler with her but he had other plans. He slowly removed her pants and untied her robe exposing her inner wear. He caressed her soft tender skin and kissed her body.

She lets out soft moans, Damien dragged her towards the end of the bed and quickly turned her around in a quite aggressive manner. It was obvious he had changed into a monster within a minute; he unhooked his belt and tied it around her neck.

At that moment, Lyra couldn't breathe properly, he held her hands backwards revealing marks around her arms and he forcefully led his way in, he was inside her this time and continuously had his way with her.

He used his other belt and flogged her mercilessly while she groaned.

She cried revealing she was in so much pain. He held her tight and when he was at his peak, he forcefully dragged her by the hair and released till satisfaction.

He quickly wore his cloth and left leaving Lyra in a damaged state, she laid there naked and helpless. She tried getting up to clean herself but all to no avail and suddenly, she couldn't breathe well.