Chapter 3 (The threats)

Despite how my nerves were racing yet I still kept on a straight face, not wanting to give into the reaction that he wants. After all he's an enemy....a deadly vicious one at that.

The main reason behind the feud, and issues going on between our kinds and theirs. We grew up with the tales of how ruthless, inhumane they are and thousands of reasons why King Vincenzo Salvatore Esposito needs to be dead.

He stopped inches away from me. I gulped. And slowly my gaze trailed from his long black cloak up. He's very tall...very very tall, around 200 cm with a muscular and lean body.

He has his hands clasped behind him with those inhumane eyes piercing sharply at me like a sword slicing through my chest.

"A coward's pup." He bent forward and forcefully grabbed my chin roughly. I winched, a jolt of electric sparks shooting at the area he has his hold on. I grit my teeth, hating the feeling.

I wanted to pull away but he tightened his grip, those stony eyes staring back at me.

"Little one, tell me something about Alpha Riccardo Diavolo that I need to know and I promise to let you go, unharm."

He wants me to sell off my father to him?

"Go to. HELl!!" I hissed in his face and his muscles locked in a tense line. I heard shock gasps from the room.

"I bet you have forgotten where you are." His tone was still calm but cold and threatening. I scoffed, "And you think I care? Fuck off!"

His eyes colored into rage instantly, his eyes twitching into a reddish hue..... his beast is active. My eyelashes squinted, cold goosebumps crawling down my spine. I shouldn't have said a word. I screamed out in horror as his sharp fangs elongated, he was about to snap them into my neck in anger when a hand immediately placed on his shoulder, tensing him.

"We need her."

I looked up nervously to find the same messy brown hair guy beside that vicious handsome demon in front of me.

Vincenzo growled in annoyance and pulled my chin forward. "Feisty." He cussed in a mumbling tone. Irritation crossed his eyes. ".....you know no pups of that coward deserve to see the next day. Huh?" I gulped, staring into those eyes, while making sure to hide my emotions.

He doesn't need to see how his simple touch was almost making my eyes roll at the back of my head. Shameful...I cursed. Irritated by my own feelings.

The sharp tip of his middle finger claw, glazed along my cheeks. The slow move sent a wave of new feeling down my spine and at the same time disgusting me. It's obvious, he's intentionally doing this.

Suddenly he tensed, as if something just clicked in his head and his facial muscles hardened again.

"He's going to come find you until then, you will be staying here."

Alpha Riccardo Diavolo? Could he possibly risk it to come save me? I am his most unlikable daughter. But I am still his daughter.

"This is a trap. To use you and lure him." My instinct sounded in my head and I shot him a sharp glare. "And I am not going to wait to see him slice your damn throat off!!"

There was a sudden dead silence at my outburst. I don't miss the surprise expressions on their faces.

Vincenzo looked murderous but he still kept a neutral face. "I would also love to see him do that." His grip hardened and I hissed out in pain. "Pray he comes early or....." he paused, and traced his sharp cold eyes on my face before reconnecting them sharply in my eyes again. "Until then, better behave. A little misconduct and you will regret the day you came into existence."

He hissed in my face and roughly let go of my chin. I was sure his fingers would leave red patches around the area because my chin hurts. I wanted to say more but I held my mouth.

My mind drifted on the events of the Moonlit festival. Roberto's face flashed in my head and I swallowed the hard lump.

Vincenzo stood up and turned, walking back to his seat without a second glance at me. He flipped his finger in the air and the guards pulled me forcefully up and started dragging me out again like a rag doll.

"I can fucking walk!!"

My head snapped back to find him talking with the messy brown hair guy and anger rushed over me. "You will pay for treating Alpha Riccardo Diavolo's daughter this way!!" I shouted and those piercing green eyes locked back at me.

The frightening glint on them was enough to scare the shit out of me but my mouth still kept opening on its own.

"You pieces of shit, I hate you!!"

I struggled to wriggle myself from the harsh grip of the guards as they dragged me away. I saw a smirk tugged at the side lips of the brown hair guy and my teeth clenched.

Before I could have the time to yell out again, the door was smashed closed. And those green eyes were the last thing I saw before they dragged me down the hallway. They stopped at a door and the next thing, it clicked open. Had no time to process what was happening as they pushed me inside and locked the door immediately.

"Ah!"

I stumbled on my feet and fell on the floor. "ASSHOLES!!" I cursed out loudly and carefully gazed around the room.

My eyes flickering around at the beautiful interior. There was this mysterious and intruding thing with this room. The velvet drapes shrouded the windows, casting a midnight gloom. Then at the center of the room was a four-poster bed, adorned with intricate carvings of bat wings and crimson velvet, dominating the space. Candles flickered, casting golden shadows on the walls.

I quietly stood, stepping in further.

At the top of the ceiling was a huge crystal chandelier, refracting moonlight into a thousand shards of silver.

The air was heavy with the scent of luxury and blood- red roses, giving me the feeling like this was where I belonged.

"Smack out of it, Alessia!" I quickly hit my head. I don't belong here and I could never!

What's fucking wrong with me?

What kind of stupid feeling is this? Wherever it popped out, I hated it and I hate that bloodthirsty King more.... He's the reason I am this way.

I was cussing when my gaze flickered on the wall and I went completely numb; right there was the picture of the same man that I hated most.... King Vincenzo Salvatore Esposito

My eyes bulged in shock.

Does this mean that I was in his room?