NovelEnglishChapter 95
Dylan POV
The day of the start of the tour cand with it my nerves shot through me. The king had insisted that | was to
wear the dungeon uniform and a set of restraints for the duration of the journey, and so | was placed in very
similar cuff to the ones Carlos had been made to wear, they were heavy and really did slow my movements
down as | tried to navigate the palace with gamma Warren close to my heels. King Josh sore to it that | would
Beas uncomfortable as possible while on the road.
We made our way to the dining area where we would be having our final dinner before we departed. Everyone
was already seated and eating by the t| entered. The king quickly stood up and walked over to me, he
tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear while I recoiled slightly. | hated him, I hated his touch I hated his
voice, | hated his hand most importantly | hated his stupid narcissistic family. I just hated everything about
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthim, and the more t| spent with him, the more my hate grew.
As soon as | sat down at my seat, my eyes becenlarged, | stared at Carlos in front of me, he was sat next to
his mate Lorellia, the thing out of the ordinary however was the state in which he looked.
He was no longer cuffed or restrained in any way, but he was completely and utterly beaten, his face had lost
smore weight, not quite as much asbut he was unnaturally and unhealthily thin. His clean shaven chin
only showed a set of dark deep bruises and his left eye was swollen. He had a short sleeved shirt on which
highlighted the fingerprints littered up and down his arms, and a solid plaster cast rested on his right wrist.
He shook his head atand smiled slightly at the sight of me. Had we swapped places or something? He had
clearly gone through much more physical abuse thanthe past few weeks, and | had been left alone, much
like he had been before lady Lorellias pregnancy was announced.
“The limo is ready your grace, Oliver suggests that we leave promptly after dinner, if we intend to arrive by
morning.” Warren spoke which lead to the king's voice to meet my ears.
“Very well. We will set of as soon as | am finished.” Warren nodded his head before exiting through the doors |
just walked through.
“You must be very conflicted, child. | can’t begin to imagine what you must be feeling.” The kings grandfather
spoke, his eyes directly onas a sincere look crossed his face.
“She should be feeling honored that she’s allowed to be a part of the 5 year celebrations. It's not an everyday
occurrence.” | rolled my eyes and looked to Carlos who was doing the exact sthing, the only difference was
he got a hard slap across his face which causedto gasp and caused his head to see snap to the side.
“What the fuck was that for?!” | shouted and without thinking | stood up in my seat, only to be pulled straight
back down by my left arm, by the king
himself
“I'm fine Nifia, don’t you worry.” He wasn’t fine and so | shook my head, | was getting progressively sick to death
of being treated like a punching bag, but seeing another person go through it was even more stomach churning.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“If my aunty wishes to discipline her mate, who are you to tell her otherwise!” | was bewildered at how fast he
was in diminishing my outburst. He pulleddown not even a second after | stood up. My head shot to the king
and | frowned at him deeply.
“Do you honestly not get it? You shouldn't be disciplining your partner at all. No one should. If we were wolves
you wouldn’t even raise your hands to us.” So much for keeping my head down. | didn’t mean to go off on a rant,
however these people were just horrendous. It’s absolutely atrocious how we are treated on a daily basis. “Just
because we're human it doesn’t mean we should be on the receiving end of your anger.”
“You dare speak to your king like that?” | shook my head at him and scoffed. | don’t know what had gotten into
me, but seeing Carlos being treated the way | was, well that had triggered something in me, he didn’t deserve it.
Not after everything. It was the kings backwards attitude that prevented my kind from accomplishing everything
we are capable of. | don’t see why he should be in power, and | don’t see why equality couldn't be attainable. It
was in arms reach but that arm belonged to king Josh.
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