Page 148 of Finding Love with the Fae King

“Stop this, Esteban, and let me go! Osirus will find me!”

“Oh, he will find you, and that is what I’m hoping. I didn’t follow you around the past month to give up my prize so easily.”

“The cold? The heated stares yesterday?” I questioned. Trying to keep him talking, I scooted toward the door, hoping he would stay in place, but he chased me like the little rabbit I was.

“A little side-effect on the cloaking spell I had on me but not enough to fool you, right?” he smirked.

“Were you in the…” I wanted to say bathroom before Osirus came in, but it was stuck on the tip of my tongue. “You wouldn’t...”

“Oh, I did, and I saw the little show you and Osirus put on. Didn’t know you liked it quite that rough. Maybe I will enjoy myself.”

A sob racked my chest as I went to put my hand on the handle of the door. Quickly, Esteban grabbed my hand and slung me back onto the mattress. “No! Let go of me!” I was thrown rapidly down, trying to stand up, and Esteban’s pants were down past his knees.Not like this, not like this.

“I’m giving you a choice. Let me mark you. You can have both of us. You are royalty.” He gritted his teeth as he held my hands above my head.

“Never!” I spat in his face.

“Accept my bite, and I won’t kill you!” I wrestled again, trying to get my knee to hit his groin, but he was too heavy.

“No!” I screamed as a burst of energy grew from my body. Falling to the floor and rolling near the door, Esteban stood back up. My claws grew as my wings burst forth out of my back with enough strength that they pushed Esteban off me. My wings were shaking with fear, and my claws grew longer. I will not give up now. I was a warrior.

Esteban and I circled one another until he leaped toward me and ripped a large wound down the top of my leg with one claw. I screamed as I tried to back away, but the pressure and weight of the leg were too much. Falling to the floor, I gripped my leg to stop the bleeding. Esteban was chuckling in the corner.

“Best give up now, Melina. We need to get you stitched up before you bleed out.” I growled at him as my fangs pierced my lips.

“So feisty.” He grinned. Esteban picked me up while I struggled and put me on the mattress, taking his shirt and wiping the blood.

I’m going to die trying to get out of this.I wanted to give up. Esteban had tracked me down and watched me from the very beginning, and he was going to continue to do what he wanted until the job was done. Why did I have to deal with his shit?

Esteban tried to give the utmost care to my wound. He wrapped it with his shirt and put a bit of pressure. I wanted to kill him. I wanted him to suffer so no other woman had to deal with this prick. But who was I? I can’t even get away from him, and Osirus can’t protect me, either. Esteban had practically lived in the palace with us, and we were none the wiser.

Hopeless. Osirus won’t feel me missing. That was why he dragged me down to the dungeons to make it feel like I was still in bed. Would Osirus feel my pain like I felt his? Would he wake up to rescue me? Warmth flooded my chest as the feeling of wanting to give up left me. I felt love, fierce and undying love across my body. I became heated with Osirus’s determination. I felt him.

Osirus told me not to give up as much as I wanted to. “Are you ready to calm down now?” Esteban laid me on the mattress, my head feeling the floor beneath it. As soon as Esteban relaxed, I took my claw and ripped him right across the chest. He roared and pushed his hand to my neck as I felt one sharp fang pierce the skin. Then, in a knee-jerk reaction, my wings pushed my back up with force as he was flung on the floor.

My neck was bleeding, but I felt no connection to him. It didn’t work. He completed nothing if that was what he was going for.

“I’ll never give up, Esteban. Just accept it and leave. Last warning.”

He stood up, unaffected, when I started singing random notes. I willed myself for him to feel pain, but he still stood up, walking. I growled out again in frustration. Why wasn’t it working?

“Did you know the bulbs of a Naraco plant can keep even the strongest siren songs at bay? Just one small bulb in each ear, and I’m safe. Now, doll, how about you stop the nonsense, and I’ll try to forgive you?” Esteban held out his hand as the wound on his chest healed.Think again, douche.

I charged him as my wings pushed me forward. Gripping his neck and having my claws scrape across important arteries proved nothing as he grabbed my upper arm, leaving deep indentions. Along with one leg and one arm out of the game, I was ultimately screwed.

I tried wiggling from his grasp, only for him to grunt in satisfaction and push me back to the mattress.

“Fine, you die, but not before I have my fun.”

His dirty hand went up to my leg and moved my nightdress. One hand was around my neck, enough to cut off the oxygen. I was being pushed down too hard to use my wings as a springboard. As Esteban concentrated on my lower half, I swung my other leg that wasn’t occupied over his waist, causing him to be flat on his back while I straddled him.

“If this is what you wanted, you should have said so!” He grabbed my hips, expecting me to leave, but I ground my hips into his erection, causing him to close his eyes and groan.

“Stupid wolf,” I muttered as my fangs grew, and I leaned over and grabbed his windpipe with my fangs. His trachea was crushed, and blood spewed into my mouth. He began gurgling, drinking his own blood spilling from his neck.

I jumped off, not wanting to get any more blood on my hands, but he had one more move in him. His claws scratched my stomach, ripping my nightdress and leaving three long gashes in my stomach. I wailed in pain as I fell over. Esteban was still coughing and gurgling. There was no way I was going to let him heal. I took my claws and continued to claw at his throat while I cried, lying next to him.

I was too weak to move. I could feel wetness pool around us. I no longer had the strength to keep clawing Esteban’s neck.

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