*Hatred

#Present#

It's been 3 weeks, and I am still in this shithole. My whole body is aching with need and my jaws are hurting. I am thirsty for blood and desire to kill someone is getting stronger. My wolf already shut me down as she was hurting from the behaviour of her mate. I didn't hear anything from him, and no one came to me. Sometimes the guard just peeps through the door to check my condition. He wanted to see me broken and completely miserable.

I was hurled into a corner of the dungeon and tied with chains that were starting to hurt my skin. My days are passing by remembering the dreadful past which was filled with misery. I heard footsteps coming close to the door. The door opens with a screeching sound and someone entered.

I lay still in my position and didn't bother to check who comes inside.

"Rogue stand up your day has arrived. The King has summoned you in his court."The guard said to me in a gruff voice.

He opened my chain and nudged me to move forward. I was accompanied by two guards who were holding me tightly by my hands. We passed through some hallways and there are guards on every door. They looked at me with disgust, and I can't blame them. My condition is worse right now and it's been weeks since I last take a shower.

We stop in front of a huge door which I assume is the court. The door open and I was dragged inside the court by the guards. They made me kneel on the floor and ask me to lower my head. I was fuming with anger and I know his eyes are on me now. Of course, he would be satisfied with my condition. What I can expect from this brutal king.

"I can see you are very well in the dungeon," He said in a mocking manner."Well, I made a decision you are going to be an omega in my pack. You are not allowed to speak up. You will do what is asked of you and don't think that you live in your ways."

My head shot up and I looked in his direction. So he wanted to make me his servant and accept every punishment that comes my way without any complaint. I scoff in my mind at his orders. He considers this less than a death penalty. Is he trying to be funny or mocking me?

"Do you really think that I will accept this and become your slave?"I shouted in rage.

"I am not asking for your opinion and consider this as my kindness that I am sparing your life," He said this as he stands from his throne.

"A death sentence would be better than this life of enslavement, and I will never agree to your wish," I said this with determination, and I am not going to back from my words.

"You are testing my patience," He said with restraint in his voice."You are going to accept this and this is the end of the discussion."

He signalled the guard to take me out of the room and I just stand there processing what happened.