Black leather. Who knew I would be in black leather. The tight material wrapped around my body with some areas being covered by black mesh. It revealed the mark clearly of coarse. Little black heels, it only added one inch on my height. Again they curled my hair letting it fall.
I guess Damien likes it curled. I shrugged looking over myself again then went to the door.
The door then opened when I was about to open it. Damien looked down at me then immediately his eyes turned to yellow.
"My...don't you look sexy in that little leather dress" I raised a brow as he leaned on the door frame.
"Does your flirting always increase every time I have a dress on?" He shrugged smirking.
"And if it does? I'm sorry you look great in everything I pick out for you" Of coarse he picked this out. I sighed, patting his chest.
"Next time I'm picking what I wear"
"Nope sorry that is my job" he pulled me out of the room, shutting the door behind me.
My back pressed against the the door as he still stood there.
"Begone. Shoo" I waved him off.
He only smirked more, one of his arms blocking me as he put his hand on the door next to my face.
"One kiss and I'll let you be free" my eyes narrowed at him.
"One kick in the balls and then I will be free" I sent a cheeky smile.
His other hand covered to his area to block me if that did anything. Hello I was the one living in a house of boys.
"I don't give up easily" I hummed.
Let's play a little game then. My hands went up to his collar pulling him towards me a bit so our bodies were close together. His hands had moved my waist, humming in approval.
"I don't either" then my knee came up hitting him in his baby maker.
He whined, holding his 'boys'. I walked past him with a grin clearly satisfied.
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"Welcome to the long lost tradition of Lupus Noctem. Where all wolves come together to take pride of being servants to the Moon Goddess. A night where the roles are reversed and the humans are pitted against each other for our enjoyment. I thought now that I'm older, the tradition should be brought back to celebrate who we are. We are werewolves! Let the matches begin!"
The sound of a bell rang and I looked back at the arena. Everyone had surrounded it, cheering as if we were at a sporting event. The arena was a huge cage with two sides.
From the two sides, two humans were thrown in. They both seemed scared out of their minds. Another bell rang out signaling the start of the match.
The sides of the arena started to close in on them. Each side having spikes. They were forced to be pushed towards each other. The taller male got the message and swung at the shorter man. The short man stumbled as the other made contact.
The arena stopped moving allowing them to fight. I could barely stomach what I was seeing. I stared at the floor as it began to turn bloody from the fighting.
There was a roar from the crowd and I had to look up. The shorter man had tackled the other man and was throwing punches at his face, beating him. I cringed as each sickening crunch was followed by another roar from the crowd.
Then the tall man had stopped moving from on the ground and the man on top of him continued to throw punches. Another bell rang and werewolf guards came from one of the arenas openings
They took hold of the human, pulling him off the other dead male. Damien then cleared his throat.
"Whitetail pack wins!" He boomed and the crowd only cheered.
The alive man struggled as he was carried off the arena. Another guard, dragging the dead human forward. There was a large opening in the ground, a pit almost. The guard threw the human in, rising another cheer.
"We have to have every pack go through?"I whispered. Damien nodded.
"Indeed but most rounds will last two minutes. The arenas closing time will make sure of it" We are going to be here for a long night.
~
The crowd now was only growing restless as ever. It was nearing the end of the night with some of the final battles. Palm leaf pack vs Graysons pack Red moon. They were the only two surviving humans left. Both men look exhausted beyond belief.
They can barely stand up. Blood was running down their faces and bruises were forming on their almost bare bodies.
The sound of the bell came back on. They had to fight one last time. The arena started to close in its spikes as they didn't budge. The one representing Graysons pack stumbled towards the center falling.
The other one remains motionless as the spike drew closer. Then an agonizing cry came out as the spikes had sunken into Palm leafs champion. They pinned him at all his lImbs, the sight of blood coming out of his body made me sick.
The cries died down and the arena stopped moving as that man fell dead. Another cheer came from the crowd, Damien standing up from his throne.
"We have a winner. Blood moon pack wins" another loud roar from the crowd.
Then Damien came close to my ear.
"Come follow my lead" I nodded as he started to walk and I had followed him.
My nose was still sensitive due to last nights shifting, the stench of the blood made me want to hurl. My nose crinkled a bit as I kept approaching the arena.
The gate was pulled up allowing us to go in. The man in the middle was breathing heavily, keeping his head down as he was kneeling on the ground. I felt a headache and nervously looked up at Noah.
He grinned grabbing the other mans hair and lifting his face up to the crowd. They all cheered again and Noah chuckled.
"As your prize human. You are going to be my little toy until I kill you"
The man only gritted his teeth, glaring at Noah. I sniffed the air smelling strawberries. I looked around in confusion. I didn't know someone else smelled like me.
I glanced back at the man, the scent was coming from him. That's odd. I think Noah noticed as well as he hesitated.
"Why are you hesitating King?" A voice came from the crowd. Grayson.
His pack had formed around him and he forced his way into the arena. The Kings guard had gotten up and stood on guard.
"Why are you out of your seat Alpha Grayson? You won, don't make me show you what respect is" Grayson only chuckled and motioned to the man on the ground.
"He smells like strawberries. You both smelled it. Now who else smells exactly like that?" Murmurs went along the crowd.
"It's a coincidence. What angle are you playing at Grayson?"
"Queen Mallak is a human. Isn't that right?" The crowd went silent.
"Don't believe me? Ask my pack doctor who ran a DNA test on her glass. You can also ask anyone in her original pack. You can compare DNA of this man and our 'Queen', this is her brother, her real brother"
It remained silent in the arena. I looked back at the man on the floor my eyes widening.
"Annalise?" The man managed to get out as he looked shocked.
I felt frozen, feeling all the stares burn through me.