Anaiahâs POV Amacus growls and grabs my arm, pulling me out of the room.
âYou canât be in that room and where are those morons!â He stresses. I only ignore him and turn on my heels but he pushes me to the wall, my front is pressed against it and I feel his breath tickling my skin, making me shiver in disgust.
âIâve been doing some thinking lately,â He whispers in my ear. I hit them with my elbow, making him stumble back and I face him with fury in my gaze. His eyes are soft and his lips still wear an ambiguous smile.
âYouâve been thinking?â
âIâll tell you during dinner in a few hours,â He sighs and I narrow my gaze on him.
âNo,â
âItâs not a request, dine with me or I use that little remote of mine,â He warns, his eyes shining with malice and mischief.
The guards are back and they escort me to the room I was in earlier, on the bed is a red gown that is revealing and heels, he wants me to wear this. After contemplating, I do and Iâm escorted to the balcony where a table for two was set. Noticing my arrival, Amacus stands up and walks to me, âYou are a lovely woman, Queen Anaiah,â
âI know,â I walk past him and take my seat. He sighs and follows me, pouring a glass of wine which he offers but I decline.
âI donât drink,â I sneer, pushing his hand slightly from me and making the contents spill on the table.
âI hate a mess,â He states and wipes the spill with a few napkins on the table. He scrutinizes me and what I note as lust glazes in his gaze but it was gone fast. A young lady brings in our food but I have no appetite for it and just looking at the medium rare steak makes me nauseous. He digs in however while I only drink water.
âEat something,â
âTell me the locations of the bombs,â I say. There are so many packs and they could be anywhere!
âNo, I have use for them,â
âI donât have them. I only have the gifts the goddess blessed me with, my birthright!â I say solemnly.
âMy dark magic is flowing in your veins, you are yet to unlock it, thatâs why I was able to reach your mind and Iâm honestly impressed it didnât corrupt your good nature,â I was listening to him, he assesses me curiously and a small smile tugs on the corner of his lips.
âOnce you unlock them, Anaiah, youâll be more powerful than you already are and will always be in constant fighting between good and evil,â He explains as he talked more about his magic. I was speechless, I do have his powers but if I give them back, he will use them to destroy all shifters.
âIâm actually doing you a favor, imagine you are with a child, that child will be a monster, a mixed blood of the wolf, Lycan, and dark wizard,â He finishes, gulping his wine and Iâm shivering, if only he knew that I was already with a child.
âYouâd condemn him to a life of darkness,â
âIf I had a child, theyâd be strong enough to fight darkness just like I am,â
âMaybe you, but that child would be born with it, it canât be removed⦠How Iâd love to be that child,â He smiles and I cringe. â A damnation to all shifters, THE DARK KING of Lycans,â I was shaking with fear in my heart for my unborn child but I couldnât allow him to see it, I couldnât show any form of weakness. The way he talks about my child makes me think he might even want them for himself. Amacus drowns in darkness and he worships it, the pain he causes people is why I will enjoy myself when I kill him.
âI would like to return to my prison cell, please,â
âOh my Queen, you are not a prisoner here and besides Iâve been meaning to talk to you about something⦠Itâs been on my mind for a while but I let the thought go, but speaking of children and darkness makes me want to make it an existence,â Iâm glaring at him with all my might and he smiles again, causing his scar to widen but for some reason, it manages to make him more handsome.
âI want to take you as my bride, a Queen who will give me strong children and if we do this ⦠I might consider leaving some packs that are not an antagonist to me unharmed,â
I choke on my saliva after he says those words, after I calm my coughs, I laugh loudly and he looks at me perplexed.
âYour Queen?! Are you crazy? You must be incoherent, Amacus,â I snarl.
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