Book 5⌇40. What The Night Brings

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Chapter 40 ∣  What The Night Brings

-Eris

"Ironic enough that you have chosen your brother's killer as your future queen," King Bram's voice was loud and filled the lavish throne room. He scared me; the anger still lingered in his eyes for what I had done to Prince Kalyn. This room brought back memories I'd longed to forget, the last time I had been here was when I had been banished to Earth. Not the fondest of memories, but ones I still possessed, nonetheless.

It felt just like yesterday, that I was standing in chains wrapped in my black tattered dress, the true assassin side of me having awoken and wanting to exact revenge. Revenge not just for the way I had been treated, but for the stolen souls of my parents and those who had been cruelly ripped away from their bodies by this brutal leader. No one should have to feel that...and I regret almost taking Declan's soul. He didn't deserve that, and I was so wrong to speak about him the way I had.

My bare feet rocked slightly against the warm floor, wearing a thin material that resembled underwear in a sense, but it had a quarter size hole that allowed access for my tail to go through without ripping my clothes. I wore a top that just covered my breasts, exposing the soft, but, toned flesh of my stomach, the back allowing my wings to be released if I wanted to shift. I had forgotten about the attire in the Dominion Plane, everything about it was sexual, but it was a relief that I wouldn't ruin any more of my clothes.

Pulled up and away from my face, my long ebony hair was tied back, not able to hide behind it and my fear on display for the king. Though Keegan had returned my fractured soul to me, he kept the collar on me...which I did find odd if he was considering me to be his queen. There must have been a part of him deep down that thought I might consider killing him.

That thought had only come across my mind when his charming and seducing demeanor was turned off, allowing my thoughts to run freely. When he did allow this, the only thing I felt was pain and regret...guilt building within me and eating away at my now complete soul.

I'd betrayed Maverick.

It was one thing if Keegan forced me to have sex with him, but that wasn't the case.

I had willingly given myself to him.

I screwed up...but half of me didn't feel sorry, as there was no way Maverick could get to me. I'd already attempted to faze from this plane of existence, but the stupid collar halted my actions, as I did use my energy in order to do this...the electricity being diverted and stopping me from escaping.

Even if Maverick did somehow magically find a way to Hell, he'd never forgive me...

It had been nearly a month since Keegan had returned my fractured soul, time moving differently in this plain than on Earth. When a cruel mortal or vampire died, their soul was sent to Hell, but the transition time was nearly the equivalent to four to five weeks in Earth time.

Only a day would have passed on Earth during this time transition.

Five weeks in comparison to one day...I have forgotten how time flies in Hell...Oh Maverick, it already feels like an eternity without you. But what choice do I have? Return to be an abused toy, or stand by Keegan's side as his queen?

Which was the next order of business that King Bram brought up as Keegan stated, "Yes. I've had time to get over the fact that she killed Kalyn and a demon as strong as her, should suffice as my mate. No one will think to revolt against me."

"Well then," King Bram eyed me suspiciously, "Then we'll have your coronation ceremony tonight and then your wedding right after."

Marriage...

I shuddered at the thought, but it didn't go unnoticed by King Bram. He sneered at me, "You don't want to marry my son?"

What time of rhetorical question is that? Of course, I don't...not deep down.

My eyes lifted from the ground, quickly darting away from the king's and then turning my head to investigate Keegan's unsure of exactly what to say. Well, he knew exactly what he wanted, feeling my thoughts becoming shrouded in a dark, dense, and seductive cloud. It was strong and I couldn't break through the density and with all the power he possessed, my mind surrendered to him.

I knew it wasn't me speaking when I said, "I wouldn't dream of marrying anyone else."

King Bram laughed darkly, congratulating his son, "You were much more powerful than your older brother in the compelling department. You have complete control over her, and you don't even have to beat or torture her to submit to you."

Make it stop...

My heart was covered in ice, frozen in place as the love I once had for Maverick was blocked away, replaced by a kindled warmth for Keegan. It really wasn't what I wanted, but I really had never known much of Keegan as I had spent all that time limited to Prince Kalyn's room. He was more persuading and commanding than his brother, just in a more emotional and guilt-stricken way.

Help me...

My pleas never came from my mouth, the only words were, "I love you, Keegan."

This is a new level of torture. One I hadn't expected nor been prepared for. What was worse, every feeling I ever had for Maverick, was gone. An empty feeling took up residence in my heart amongst the fabricated emotions Keegan had swayed me to display.

It hurt.

I thought to have my fractured soul made whole would solve all my problems. No, in fact, it made them a lot worse and more complicated. Something was missing...I just didn't know what. My soul knew I was being taken advantage of, but my body was blind to the fact.

"Is there the possibility of an heir in the works?" King Bram asked, Keegan, wrapping his strong arm around my waist, pulling me into his side.

Keegan chuckled and kissed the side of my neck, my body completely controlled by him. His touch was enough to undo me with the thick hazy fog that had only brought forth desire and want for him. I wanted no part of it...it wasn't right, forcing someone without forcing them...

Bring his lips away from my neck he stated, "With how many times I've taken her, I'm sure there must be."

I don't want a child.

Not with you.

That was taken out of my hands, the only good part about my fractured soul being stolen. It had protected me against Prince Kalyn's assaults...now...not so much. He had every intention of making sure I was sealed to him for eternity.

"You should be on your way and get ready for the events for tonight," King Bram shrugged in the direction of the throne room double doors. This large ballroom would serve as not only his coronation, but or wedding...soon, it would be filled with many different beings, all refusing to show the hate they truly felt toward their rulers. I would have that hate inflicted upon me as well, not just because I would be the queen...but I was an assassin submitting to the new king, becoming his ultimate sentinel guardian.

Keegan was right, no one would be able to touch him, and he could continue the retched reign that his father started.

If I didn't watch it, whatever rebellion group that hid within this city, would send assassins after me specifically in order to take me out. That was not a good feeling. One against an undetermined number? Yea, no thank you. My life would never be guaranteed, in fact, it was in more danger standing beside Keegan than I'm sure it would beside Maverick.

Keegan continued to hold me tightly, nodding and bowing his respect to his father, knowing he would soon be the one everyone would bow to. Turning me around to face the door, he began walking, my body pressed against his. It wasn't long before we found ourselves nearing his all too familiar room, my heart rate accelerating as he placed his free hand on the door handle, pushing it down and opening the door inward.

Removing his arm from around my waist, he placed his hand on the small of my back and nudged me into the large room. Being away from his touch, helped my mind attempt to fight off the seduction and power he held over me, my feet caring me to the center of the room. I breathed in slowly, hearing the door close behind me, brought more fear.

"Well, is my father, right?" Keegan's voice was at the nape of my neck, sending chills through my body as his breath fanned my skin, bring goosebumps to the surface.

"Right about what?" I asked cautiously, sweat forming in the palms of my hands and I clenched them tightly together, my body shaking with slight anger. I was connecting to my emotions, my body finally becoming mine again as his hold continued to diminish.

Keegan's hands touched the sides of my waist, slowly gliding them over my hip bones, bring them to the center of my lower abdomen. His chest was pressed firmly against my back, entrapping me in his dominating embrace.

"Is there a potential heir in our midst?" His voice made my mouth run dry, unable to speak; afraid my voice would betray me.

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