The Lycan King’s Breeder

Chapter 68: Avalyn’s POV

My eyes fluttered open and the first thing that came to my mind was the numb pain in my head. My vision went blurry and I squeezed it shut again

“You better start praying to all the fucking gods you serve because I am going to fucking kill you all if anything happens to her!” I heard Emily’s sharp voice in the room.

“Calm down Emily, no one is trying to hurt her. Only the boss knows what he wants with her,” Another voice retorted and I realized that there were other people in the room with us.

“For your own good, we advise that you keep quiet or else-”

“Or else what?” Emily interrupted the third speaker. “Or else what?! You think I am scared of you?!”

Her voice was on the edge of breaking and knowing Emily, meant that she wasn’t about to cry, she was about to go brutal on them.

My eyes fluttered open and I turned my eyes in the direction of the voice. These people were barbarians. They could hurt her without a second thought. I had to stop her before everything went out of hand.

“Emily!” I yelled and she spurned in my direction as fast as a ballerina.

“Ava! Oh shit! Ava, are you okay?” she asked, running towards me.

There were four other people in the room with us. A woman, who looked older than the rest of them, was standing very close to me while three guards, huge and bulky, stood by the door -where Emily was.

“I was so worried about you. How do you feel?” Emily asked as she got to me. She knelt in front of me, took my hands, and tried to feel whatever it was she was searching for with her bare hands.

“Where does it hurt? Come on, tell me… Where did they hurt you?” Tears were dancing in her eyes as she spoke and her bottom lips wobbled in fear.

I held her hand and stopped her from feeling over my hands. “I am fine now Emily. It was just… Panic maybe,” I shrugged, flashing her a small smile. “Please, don’t fight them. I am fine.”

Two tear drops came from each of her eyes and she wiped them as fast as they came. She pulled me into a hug and held me tight.

“I won’t let any of them hurt you. I promise,” she said in a shaky voice.

Then she pulled away from me and wiped her face again.

“You,” she pointed at the biggest of the guards. “Where is this stupid boss of yours? Let him come out here right now and tell me what he wants! Ava can’t be here. Do you understand?!” She yelled at them.

They stared at her and turned to themselves. Then, like we were in a standup comedy show, they burst into laughter.

I watched in horror as Emily’s fingers elongated and turned into sharp claws. She let out a war cry and ran towards the men. She slashed the first man across the face and aimed for another one but they grabbed her hands, pushing her roughly to the floor.

“Argh!” She screamed, scratching the nearest man to her.

“We should just kill this one because she is too stubborn!” One of the guards said and my heart went to my throat.

“No!” I yelled and jumped to my feet. “Please, let her go! Please!”

“Get back Ava! I can fucking deal with these pigs!” Emily yelled as she moved her sharp claws to the man closest to her.

The man yelled and kicked her. He was about to do it again when the door flung open and the men froze.

“Is that all you have, you animals?” Emily shrieked, still fighting the one holding her down.

Emily probably couldn’t feel it but the air in the room had changed the moment a strange man stepped in. He was tall with a large scar on his face.

His eyes were red like someone who lived in a volcano. The aura in the room changed and I felt the hair at the back of my neck stand.

I didn’t need anyone to tell me. This man was evil.

“Hmm, you must be the princess,” the tall man said after Emily’s words.

My heart started beating as I knew that she would definitely do something to this man. The problem was, he didn’t look like someone that liked to be troubled.

I hurried toward him and went down on my knees. “Please, do not hurt her… She is just worried for me. Please if you need to hurt anyone… Do it to me!” I begged tears streaming down my eyes.

“Ava, are you crazy?” Emily spat and for the first time, she turned her eyes and they landed on the tall stranger with red eyes.

I could see the fear spread into her body and like a switch, she stopped struggling under the man and the beads of sweat already on her body increased.

“Please let her go…” I continued begging, ignoring her for a second.

“Hmm,” he hummed and his Stony face cracked into what was supposed to be a smile.

“I knew I was going to like you. You are special, just like your mother,” he said, coming down to my level on the floor.

My heart made a major backflip and my tears seemed to freeze on my cheeks.

“You knew my mother?”

His face cracked up further and he raised a slim bony finger to my cheeks.

“You and I have a lot to talk about my dear… It is going to be fun but first, we will have to get rid of that thing you have,” he said.

My brows furrowed as I wondered what he meant but before I could ask him, Emily seemed to have regained her strength.

“Get away from her, you murderer!!” The man holding her down wasn’t expecting her to jump like that, she flipped him over and ran to us before any of the others could stop her.

The tall man glared at her with those eyes of his and before she could attack him, he grabbed her by the neck and rose to his full height.

My heart jumped to my throat.

“Emily!” I yelled moving closer to them. “Please let her go,” I sobbed, clutching my hands together.

“Ava stay out of these!” Emily choked.

She just asked if I were crazy a few minutes ago but right now, she was the crazy one.

“You are a fiery one Princess Emily, and I have missed you, I won’t lie…” The tall man said and I could see Emily’s face turning paler by the second.

“But unfortunately, I am not interested in keeping you here. I want to kill you right before I kill your brother…”

More tears streamed down my eyes as it felt like those words were being spoken to me. Emily wasn’t the only one getting choked. I was also dying along with her.

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“… But if you keep causing so much trouble for my men, I will be forced to slice off your head and send it to your brother as a gift. Do you understand?” His voice boomed in the room and my body trembled in fear.

My eyes went to Emily. I was waiting for her to nod her head and accept to behave or something -anything at all that could make this tall devil of a man leave her alone but she did the worst thing possible and my heart shattered in fear.

She spat on him.

“Go to hell, killer!” She gritted.

Everyone held their breath. The guards had eyes that were almost bulging out of their sockets. Everyone was stunned at Emily’s move.

I saw her death flash before her and my trembling lips parted.

“P-please-” I started to say but the next thing she heard sealed them again.

The tall evil man launched her across the room with such force, the wall made a deep crack as her body hit it and crashed painfully to the floor.

“Emily!” I screamed and ran to her.

The man turned and walked out of the room, followed by his men and the woman who was by the bed.

I didn’t even bother to check on them, I was more interested in Emily’s safety.

She groaned as I tapped her shoulders and I released a sigh.

“Oh thank God you are fine… Why did you do that Emily? Do you have a death wish?!” I yelled as the tears continued spilling down my eyes.

She had a huge cut on the side of her face. Her neck was red with angry finger marks at the point where the evil man had tried to squeeze out her windpipes.

“Look at you! You are hurt everywhere!” I sobbed looking at her injuries.

What was I supposed to do without her?

“I am fine Ava. I am a werewolf, I will heal,” she said with a weak smile.

“Come on, help me sit up,” she winced and I quickly placed her hand over my shoulder and helped her sit straight with her back resting on the broken wall.

“I should put you on the bed, it should be more comfortable,” I suggested but she shook her head.

“Moving me would be more painful, I just need a few minutes, I will heal,” he whispered, squeezing my hand tight.

Suddenly, footsteps filled the corridor outside. Emily and I turned our heads in that direction to see who was coming.

When the door opened, I couldn’t believe who stood there.

“Monty?!” I gasped.

Emily looked at me and him then her gaze returned to me again.

“Who the fuck is Monty?” She hissed glaring at him.

“The man in your sweet dreams my dear princess,” he said with his cocky smile evident.

Emily tried to get to her feet but I stopped her. “What are you doing?” I scolded holding her back to the floor.

“I need to send this clown away!” She said, wincing as she struggled to get up again.

“Emily, your injuries aren’t healed. Besides, Monty isn’t an enemy. He is my friend.”

I left her side and quickly moved to Monty who stood leaning against the door.

“Monty please, you have to help us. Please tell Talon that we are here… Please!” I begged him.

He moved his fingers and brushed off a tear. Then he scoffed. “What do I get out of this?”