This wasn't the end, she thought to herself. After she took her bath, she lay on her bed and slept off. News reached the maidens in the palace and they all mocked her for being low-life and weak. When she walked, she felt the disgust in their eyes but she couldn't help it.
Every night, so did Damien abuse her and forcefully have sex with her and like every other time, he left her in a shattered state. He didn't mind, so he just wanted her body; what he lusted over, what he bought.
One night, like every other night, she waited patiently for him and was prepared. She sat by the mirror and continuously stared at her reflection. The door slightly opened and he found his way in, he removed his shirt and stood behind her caressing the marks he made on her skin and how she groaned whenever he touched them. It excited him so there wasn't need to stop.
This made his cock hard and he quickly held her neck while she choked.
He pushed her on the bed and she cried out
"Please have mercy." -But he didn't listen.
"You are a weakling and you should be treated like one." - He softly said into her ears and then he found his way in forcefully.
He went harder on her this time and made sure it was to his satisfaction.
He tore her clothes pressing off her wounds. This caused infuriating pain and it satisfied him and then, he stopped grabbed a hold of her, this time it was a tight grip.
He swiftly took his clothes and left the room. While she stood up, blood dripped off from her thighs and she was left in pain. Her heart raced not knowing if it was a miscarriage or an injury.
As usual, Seraphine rushed in and took her by the arm and made sure she was properly taken care of. She gave her some medications which stopped the pain and the bleeding.
The next day, at early noon she left to the gardens for some fresh air but she heard the whispers of the maidens calling her a sex slave, only for the Lycan's king satisfaction.
Tears rolled up in her eyes but she cleaned them, she knew that, but a reminder? It wasn't necessary. Then she felt a rumbling in her belly as it gulped suddenly into her throat, she rushed into her room and made way to the toilet.
Suddenly, she vomited everything she had eaten all day. It was unusual to her; early morning sickness and now vomiting. It rung in her head about the chances of conception but she waved it off. She turned around and saw Seraphine behind her; at first, she was stunned but after she realized it was her, she cried and hugged her.
"Lyra, you are pregnant" -Seraphine calmly said to her.
Lyra cried not knowing what to do, all she did was to lie down and hold her belly till her eyes were closed. When it was late at night, she got a message saying the Lycan king won't be seeing her tonight but unfailingly the next morning.
She was glad, she made a plan of escape. The thought of her staying in a place where she wasn't loved and endlessly maltreated ran through her mind.
Also, she couldn't raise her child in such place with a father like Damien. When everyone was asleep and the guards had dozed off, she found her way out.
Not knowing where she was going, she hoped she would go far from there.
Then, she heard loud voices coming her way, they were rogues. She hid away by the tree until they crossed and when she thought it was all over, there was one left behind who chased her and alerted the rest.
She tried shifting under the full moon but couldn't and she lost. Instead she ran, as fast as her legs could carry her. They didn't stop chasing her until she tripped and fell down.
She fell flat but saw blurry visions of another wolf fighting off the rogues and when it shifted back, he came towards her.