I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha-Chapter 34: He’s a Brute

***Authors Note: Sorry about the late update, I’m preparing for the mass release event, but hey, better late than never right?***

AMBROSE’S POV:

It didn’t take long for Hector to bring me Emalea.

She was beginning to grow on me. She didn’t tremble, which was... Oddly refreshing.

She simply existed on the same plane as me. Almost like an NPC.

(*Non-Player Character, a gaming term for those who don’t know*)

"You summoned me, my King." Emalea curtsied low and spoke without looking me in the eyes. Perfect obedience.

"Yes. I need you to report to me, everything you do with the princess. Everything. Where you go, who she speaks too. Everything."

She looked up at me with her big grey eyes stunned I’d ask such a thing and what she said next took me by complete surprise.

"No, my king, I can’t do that. I will not compromise myself. I will quit instantly and walk out of here before I am expected to betray my first friend." She looked dead at me and spoke with a flat indifference I didn’t expect of someone like her. Someone so mousy.

"Did you just refuse a royal command." I asked raising an eyebrow. I should have her whipped for defiance. Maybe if she were another servant, not my her friend, I would. Maybe she’s making me soft. Whatever it was, whatever the reason I needed it to stop. I can’t afford this kind of weakness.

"I did, my King, I am sorry, and I will take whatever punishment you will serve me, but I will not betray my friend." She still hadn’t lowered her gaze. Her chin held high she faced me with unwavering strength. I saw no tremble in her body, no hesitation. Just true loyalty. What kind of black magic was this little princess capable of, she could win over two of my employee and my Beta.

"I won’t punish you, as a reward for show loyalty and courage, I’ll let you keep your skin, but don’t defy me again." I spoke in a way I knew would command attention, letting her know I didn’t appreciate the disobedience, but I’ll reward valuable traits and behaviors.

"Thank you, my King, is there anything else I can do for you?" She asked me in the same polite tone she rejected me with.

"No, you’re dismissed." I waved them both off.

"Damon how’s my princess doing in the kitchen?" I asked through the channel.

"She’s a wiz in the kitchen; she’s already learned the location of most of things and has turned it into her own lab. Totally lost in the sauce." Damon answered.

"What is she making?" I asked, I was curious, I wanted to know all of my little princess’ secrets.

"She won’t tell me or let me see, plus after what you did, I don’t think I even want to share any information about her to you. Work for it." he snubbed me and then he actually had the nerve to disconnect the channel. I felt rage surge in me and my wolf howled inside my mind, even angrier than me. I wanted to storm over to them and...

Kill him Ambrose, he dares deny us our princess. Kill him.

Dude? What the fuck are you talking about? Why the hell would I do that, the fuck is wrong with you?

I don’t care I will destroy anyone and everyone who thinks they can’t stand between me and her.

No we will not kill one of our only loyal people in my whole fucking court because he’s mad and is acting like a silly child. Relax, you’re acting crazy. We trust him.

No. I trust no one with our princess. She’s ours. She belongs with us.

You mean ’to’, she belongs to us.

You are a hopeless idiot, Goddess help me. She means more to you, and you know it. You feel the pull; I’ve felt it since we first touched her. She’s special to us.

She’s just our revenge, Onyx, are you under some kind of spell? What did that girl do to you to make you so whipped. I can’t love anyone, let alone the daughter of that monster. No, his sins are to grave and now her mothers are even more unforgivable. I can’t have any connection to them, over my dead body would I let them be my in-laws.

Whatever you say. Just protect her from harm. If you hurt her again, I’ll leave. You’ll be wolf less. See how you rule without a wolf. He threatened me. She was turning everyone against me. Even my own wolf was willing to betray me for her. What was she doing to me?

That’s a pretty big threat, Onyx. I growled at him

And know how serious I am. You hurt her like that again, and I’ll break up with you.

Wow you make it sound like we’re dating. What a toxic ultimatum to give your partner.

I mean it, Ambrose.

She’s not the special, but fine, fine, I won’t hurt her like that again. I will protect her. Now don’t leave me baby, I’ll die without you.

Sometimes, I really don’t like you.

Love you too, babe.

I couldn’t sit still, I paced the room, thinking about the two of them alone in the kitchen together. It set my skin on fire. My chest heaving from my heavy breathing. I’m going to go crazy if I stay here a minute longer.

I storm out of the room and found my feet moving me to the servant’s kitchen. I stood outside the door and listened to them talk.

ODETTE’S POV:

I still couldn’t believe he tried to kill me and nearly succeeded. My heart felt shattered, and tears threatened to burst at any second. My heart ached more than my throat. Every time I swallowed, it like swallowing sandpaper. Scratchy and painful. Just barely bearable.

My whole body ached, it was hard to focus and move. Every flex of my muscles was agony. But I needed the physical pain, because without it, my heart would win, and tears would fall. I can’t let them see how broken I feel.

I shouldn’t feel like this over another man, but I did. It was sickening, but he became a last thought, With everything I have to put up with, and all the bullshit, I’ve barely had time to miss him.

My thoughts have been consumed with him. The guilt was crippling. So, between the heartache and guilt and fear I needed this ache. Desperately. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

The kitchen was easy to figure out, everything was in a logical place. I moved with ease gathering everything I needed to make strawberry swirled brownies. I saw they had fresh strawberries in their fridge and decided to make a strawberry filling. I was getting so lost in the focus of my mixing I didn’t notice I started humming like I do when I’m in the kitchen alone at home, it was oddly soothing and mind numbing, the robotic movement. It grounded me in a time where my everything just wanted to drift away. I’ve never anything like this before. I don’t understand my it hurts so bad.

I completely forgot Damon was still in the kitchen, when I turned around to turn on the oven, there he was, watching with a soft and kind smile. Like he was genuinely happy to see me moving around naturally, nothing holding me back. Completely and unapologetically myself.

I was startled seeing him still there.

"I’m sorry about him. He’s and idiot you know." Beta Damon mentions breaking our silence and my concentration. I was taken back by his out of the blue comment.

"Who do you mean? Oh, you mean that brute of an Alpha. Yeah, I know." I answered shrugging him, I wanted to give this idea I was indifferent, despite being utterly broken inside right now.

"Ha, brute. That’s a good way to describe him. But you’re not a brute?" He asked with a mocking tone.

"No, I’m brawns and brains." I correct him.

"He’s a fucking animal. Rabid and dangerous. The kind of animal that would be put down in the human world." I mumbled coldly.

"Wow, didn’t know you felt so strongly about him." Beta Damon snickered.

This jerk is he egging me on?

"I don’t want to talk about him, I came here to get away from him. His suffocating presence. His confusing attitude. I can’t take the mental mind games. Its why I’ve always kept to myself and stayed a loner. I’ve got like 3 friends all together now." I was groaning, more friends meant more drama, and even having no friends, I still had drama.

"I think you do actually, I can feel the anger simmering inside you." Beta Damon remarked.

"I’ve been kidnapped and killed and revived, all by the same man. You’re telling me you’d be pleased for those things?" I turn away from him and start mixing the sugar and egg.

"I guess your right, I’d probably bite the hand that fed me if it was also the hand that caged me. Can’t argue with that."

"Exactly." Now, aggravated, I started beating the batter, mixing in the dry ingredients. I really didn’t want to talk about him and yet here I am furious thinking about him.

"Who does he think he is? Huh? Kissing me one minute killing me another. The guys all over the board." Now I wasn’t just ranting I was yelling. "And you know what else. It’s bullshit I’m being punished, for something I didn’t even do, something that happened before I was even born. How is that not fucked? Explain to me why it’s my responsibility to pay for his sins? The fuck have I ever done to anyone to deserve being murdered. I didn’t pick my parents; they didn’t pick me. The goddess threw us together." I was letting it all out, "And you know what else? Right now I couldn’t care who hears what I have to say? What’s the worst he can do to me now? Kill me? I’ve got nothing left to loose. Everything I love has been taken from me. Taken from me because I simply breathe."

Beta Damon stood there watching, letting me vent out all my frustration. All my anger. Expressing how fucked up all this was.

"If you beat the batter any harder, you might break the bowl." Beta Damon informs me of my aggressive baking behavior.

"You’re right." I paused pulling the pan from a cabinet and poured the batter into it. Drizzling the strawberry filling I made, and I pick up a toothpick and mix it in giving pink swirls running through the batter. I bring it over to the oven moving swiftly around Beta Damon.

After putting it in and setting the timer for 92 minutes. "You need to adjust for the altitude difference, put it in for 10 minutes less than whatever you just set it too." He suggested to me.

"Really, that’s a thing?" I raise an eyebrow in suspicion.

He nodded.

"Hmm. I’ll trust you this time, don’t steer me wrong."