CHAPTER 110
MONTANA'S POV
When I thought I would not be disturbed any more today, that witch barges into my room with Luke.
"Take her back to the cell, we need to act fast," Luke ordered as the witch did her little magic and made the black bracelet go back to its normal form as a handcuff.
I resisted as she came to get me, "What is going on? Why?"
"Your mate is putting on quite a show, just got some word from Sean, he is quite relentless, Lincoln I mean," Luke said as they dragged me out.
I was proud of my man but also worried. I had an inner smirk, while also hoping that Lincoln could find me soon before all these would get out of hand.
"And you better comply," Luke said, "Or I will have your kids, suffer for your stubbornness."
"Please no", my ears perked up as I was thrown once again on the cold floor as the witch chained me up and sealed the chains with some magic.
Then Luke came very close, rubbing his cheek on mine, sniffing me lustfully, "Then be a good girl, who knows, you might be my third wife."
I held in the urge to nod him in the face.
He still went on to rub my thighs, "Just as soft as I remember," he said while moving on to my butt and squeezing it harshly, "mm."
I shrieked in disgust.
"Shh shh shh," he said to me with a quiet tone, putting his finger on my lips and rubbing my lips softly, "You know what, I changed my mind."
"What do you mean?", I said with a shaky breath as his breath fanned my face. Ugh!
"What I mean darling is…", He groped me again from behind.
I closed my eyes, pulling away from him, but he only pulled me close threateningly and groped me more.
"Stop it," I told him, feeling very irritated, I almost cried, "STOP IT."
"No," he said, "And what I mean is that whether you accept it or not, when all this is over, and I have conquered your kingdom and other packs and rule as the King, Superior to all men, I will have you as I wish, whether you want it or not."
"You are disgusting", I snarled and spat on him, "A disgusting human being."
Luke only moved backwards, finally letting go of me as he cleaned his face and smiled, "You will learn and will get used to me pounding into you whenever I want."
I looked away from him, with shaky breaths and a beating heart.
Lincoln, please find me.
"Alpha Luke it is here", A guard said as Luke turned away his attention from me, ordering the guard to bring whatever he was expecting and place it on a large table.
I do not remember that big of a table being there though, rather it was a small one which the witch used.
The witch was in the shadows as always and then came out when the thing, don't know what it is yet, was dropped on the table.
When Luke did the honors of opening it, I drew in a breath sharply. What the hell?
It was a SHIFTER ICHTYOID.
It was a myth. Furthermore, it was not supposed to be real. I read about this in stories, history myth work, they were not real, they are not supposed to be real.
"Yeah if I were in your shoes, I would be surprised too," Luke said to be, obviously reading the shock on my face.
This fish was large, of course, very. It was told that this Majestic Scaled Leviathan commanded attention, very deadly. It was even capable of engaging in battles and holding its ground in waters.
Its head had dragon-like features, so were some parts of its body with elongated scales that would likely want to resemble an armor of some sort.
Only by the look of it, you could tell it was ancient. I could tell that with its long flowing appendages that extended from its head, which resembled dragon tendrils or whiskers.
How did Luke capture it? This is not good.
I shook my head in disbelief. This cannot be possible. I closed my eyes hoping it would be a dream, but when I opened them, everything was the same.
Ornate find lined the body of this creature. It also possessed the chameleon-like abilities, allowing it to shift to colors at will.
"The trouble you put us through Montana", Luke suddenly accused me, "Lost some men while trying to capture this thing."
"How is this my fault?", I snapped at him, "No one asked you to go after that, I did not ask you either. I did not ask for any of this!", I yelled out.
Luke walked up to me and struck me, "You better start learning how to speak to me. I will not condone such a tone from you."
And then he went back to the table as the witch was getting ready for Goddess knows what.
My breathing was hard, the hatred in me for Luke, building every second.
"You will never rule," I said to me, daringly, "You will never be King, you are no King, you do not deserve that title, you are nothing."
I kept saying different things and Luke kept telling me to stop, but I did not listen, I made sure to say everything I wanted to say and when he finally had it all and walked to me again, he struck me hard, continuously until I was weak.
But I still managed to croak out, "He was no man!"
He was about to strike me again when the witch intervened and said calmly, "If you want her powers, I would suggest you stop that."
I smiled at him, overjoyed that I had hit a nerve, my teeth red from blood as I spat some onto the ground.
Luke listened to the witch and left me alone.
But of course, why would I even have some peace, I groaned in my mind as Lola's mother came in.
It seems like they were already expecting her, as none of them were surprised or questioned her.
"Grace," I said her name out loud but weakly.
I could see the joy on Grace, Lola's mother's face as she walked to me, standing very, very close to my face, "A wonderful sight to see."
She played with my curls, "I should have killed you with your mother."