AMBROSE POV:
"You're the daughter of a monster, princess, and I will make you pay for your father's sins." I gave her a sinister smile and I could see the goosebumps appear on her skin.
"How much do you want? I don't have as much money as my dad, but I have some I've earned." She offered genuinely.
I couldn't help but laugh hysterically. She really thought I meant money. Oh, goddess help me, I can't breathe, this is just to funny.
Somehow even in nothing but her panties, covering her body as much as her hands would allow, she still maintained this air of confidence and defiance around her. Her death stare sent my heart rate spiking, it was exhilarating.
"You can buy your way out of this. No amount of money can fix what he did. What a rich bitch thing to think when someone says pay." I couldn't get over how ridiculous the idea was, how someone in her position could take it so literal.
She frowned, biting her lip a little, like she was contemplating her next move.
"I'm hungry, now let's stop wasting time and wash yourself after, put this on." I said tossing a black dress on the counter.
She scoffed but didn't fight back, seems I might have knocked some sense into this girl.
Lame, I hope she's not that easy to break.
"Are you going to stand there and watch me?" She snapped.
"Yes."
"Pervert." She whispered just loud enough she knew I could hear. A slight smile creeped up the corner of my cheeks.
Something in her changed in that moment. She dropped her arms allowing her figure to show with no coverage. Every curve of her body exposed. The pink of her nipples pointed and sharp from the cool water hitting her warm skin. Water cascaded down her breast. She turned and faced me, holding nothing but hatred in her eyes and she bends over removing her panties, unprompted.
She stood, naked, confident and unbroken in front of me. Her wet hair clinging to her skin, strands covering parts of her body, giving way for mystery to bloom in my mind. She looked more like a goddess in the body of a monster's daughter. It was like she owned the water that fell over her soft pale skin.
Her defiance and strength burned in her glare. The fire raging inside her was one that looked so dangerous but so tempting to touch. I wanted to smother it. Suffocate her the fire in her.
She moved with fluid motion grabbing the soap and washed herself. She moved scandalously over her body.
My wolf started to stir watching her almost touch herself in front of us.
I couldn't take my eyes off her with hop hypnotizing her hips moved.
All the dirt washed away her skin was clean and fresh. Stepping out of the tub she almost floated with how delicately she moved. Lifting up the black dress I saw her face frown and brows scrunch.
"Is this all there is?" She asked. "Where's the rest of the dress?"
I chuckled again. "That's the whole dress."
"You've got to be joking." She looked at me concerned. Which only made me laugh even harder.
"Just put it on and join me." I said before turning and walking away. I take my seat and relax.
That was really hot.
Oh, now you're speaking with me again?
Nope.
Then more silence. Why is he being so petty and immature, what's his deal anyways?
To say I knew what I was expecting when she walked out in that dress, would be a lie. This was nothing like my expectations.
She looked like an enchantress, here to steal my soul and eat my heart. My wolf growled in my mind, and I felt myself hardening even. Her hips and chest owned that dress. A sharp contrast to her usual doll dresses.
"Like what you see?" her voice smoother than chocolate her tone so seductive.
"I've seen better, have a seat." I gestured to the seat in front of me.
"Fine" she shrugged and walked over to the seat.
"You asked how you'd pay for his sins; well, I'll tell you. With your body. You will do whatever I want whenever I want." I smiled devilishly at her. "That means if I want you to kill someone, you will kill someone, if I want you to eat you eat, if I want you to fuck someone you will fuck someone, if I want you to suck my dick, you will do it. If you don't I have this." I pull out the remote to her shock collar. "You remember what this does right?"
I watched the color fade from her face and a look of fear and loss slapped her face. She was trembling.
You will let no man touch her, or I will take over and eat them Ambrose, she belongs to me.
Us, Onyx. She belongs to us.
No one but us. She is ours.
Fine, Onyx, now relax.
"You do know I won't just obey you right? Submission is not in my nature. I'll fight you every second of everyday as long as I'm here. And when I am free, I'll kill you. You know that right?" She said casually cutting into her pasta lunch.
"You will never be found; we are far from your family and your throne, and we are hidden by ancient magic. I've set countless traps for your family they'll follow useless leads. They'll look until they eventually give up. You're here with me for the rest of your miserable life. But I have no doubt you'll get used to it."
"You're wrong, they'll never give up, they'll come for me, and when they do, I will kill you." She said with cold indifference.
"Well, until then, get to use to your new life here. I'm having you moved to a servant's room on my floor, I'm giving you some comfort, but if you try to leave the building without me, you'll get shocked, pretty harshly and then I'll throw you back in the dungeon for a month with no food or water. So don't try and escape, it's not in your best interest and you won't get far. Everyone in the palace hates you, so if you get caught, well, I can't vouch for your safety." He shrugged.
She growled low.
"Thank you for the lunch is that all? If so, I'd like to go back to my cell." She said with a cold detached tone.
"No, you'll keep me company until I say otherwise. I have some work to do, go sit on that bed in the corner and be a good pet, princess."
And to my surprise, she did. She got up and walked over to the dog bed and sat in it. She managed to sit like a lady while dressed like seductress. I couldn't help but shake my head and start going through my paperwork.
Theres been rogues coming from the east that's been encroaching on our land pillaging, and rumors say the attacks on smaller villages outside pack boundaries are more organized. This report doesn't really give me more details. I write up and order to send a crew to investigate further. If rogues are gathering in larger forces, I'll need to know.
I kept looking over and she just sat there, without moving, it looked like she was barely breathing.
What is she doing? I can't seem to figure it out.
I went between her and my work for what felt like hours as she sat quietly and patiently in that spot.
"Are you a statue?" I asked. But maybe she didn't hear me because she didn't respond.
"No, are you an art collector?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
"No, why?"
"Well, quit staring like I'm a painting to be examined and let me focus." She snapped at me.
What?
"Excuse me?" There's no way I heard right.
"You heard me, I'm meditating and you're breaking my focus." She stated casually.
"Meditating. That's what you've been doing over there?" I asked puzzled.
"Yes." She answered like it should have been obvious.
A knocking on the door interrupted us.
"You may enter."
It was hector, my guard.
"Alpha King Ambrose, the room you requested is ready."
I nodded and waved him off dismissing him. He didn't hesitate and closed the doors behind him.
"Your room is ready, every time you are requested by me, this is the dress you are to wear. You will always be clean and be ready at my whims. Now go, I have more work, and I'd hate to distract you from you… meditation." I instructed.
She stood quietly and left without a word.
I don't like that she's gone, her scent is already fading.
Quit being a baby Onyx, I'll order strawberries from the servant girl if you're so desperate for the smell.
It's not the same, don't deny me Ambrose, I won't stay put for long.
Did, you just threaten me? I'll drink wolfsbane just to make you cry.
If you want to hurt yourself, by all means.
I can't stand you sometimes, I don't know why I was cursed with such a bastard of a wolf.
Be grateful I'm your wolf; I'm one of the oldest and most powerful wolves the moon goddess ever created.
And I'm the son of the two strongest leaders The Republic of the Atlai has ever had. You are lucky you weren't shoved into the body of some lowly rogue.
Touché.
Her scent did leave not long after she left, and I found myself missing it too.