Born Claimed (Broken Angel 2) - Page 11

le toward the center of it all. You know nothing.”

He let go, and she hit the floor like a bag of bricks. Rae gasped for air quite loudly before vomiting clear liquid. Finally, her tears fell, and the gasps turned to shrill cries.

“I am getting the sense that I have the ability to debate my terms,” she said through tight and controlled sobs.

“You will get nothing from me or your sister. She does what I tell her to do. Now, stand the fuck up.” When she did, he placed his finger underneath her jaw. “Chin up, dear. Good, good. Now, if you’ll follow me into the other room, we will dry you off and dress you in your gown.”

He led her through a door behind the golden throne of rule. The room was small and dark but held a lone window she could peer out of despite it being a bit too high to jump from. It was, at least, something to keep her mind occupied.

In the back was a large and sturdy bed. Over it, a large canopy shrouded the light from hitting the sheets. It was so comfortable looking.

Propped open near the bed stood a wooden wardrobe with careful etchings of regal horses and galloping deer. Hung inside was the most beautiful dress in the world.

Rae couldn’t hold her sudden excitement back. She wanted to run and wrap her arms around the red-and-gold satin, to feel the rough and the weak combine into one grand display of power and competence. It was unlike her to become this engaged with something of her enemies’, but how could she turn down something she enjoyed.

“Oh, if the alphas could see me in that dress!” she exclaimed. “They wouldn’t know what part of me to take first.”

Severin pulled her arm back, and she spun into his chest. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. You may be queen, but that doesn’t mean you get to live out your wishes,” he sneered. “Besides, it’s about time I let you know that your men have been hanged.”

“You didn’t…” Then, once it really sank in, her heart seemed to explode within her chest. “You… you… cuckolded bastard! You despicable piece of dog shit! I will tear you to pieces!”

Rae lashed at the commander and forced him to the floor. Using the strength of her knees, she coiled around his neck like a snake and began choking the life out of him. His shallow cries meant nothing to her, and the icy pain from his tearing and needling fingernails was as dull as ant bites.

“I will kill you!”

If it weren’t for her biting cries of anger, no one would have heard the commotion. And his wimpy attempts at howling like an enraged alpha must have echoed throughout the whole building. For when her teeth dug into his index finger, the guards ran to his rescue. The door flew open with force, and she knew she’d feel some level of abrupt pain with whatever they had to give her.

“You fucking bitch!” he cowed. “You bit off my finger!”

Rae held the taste of iron against her bottom lip before slowly letting the liquid fall onto his face. She closed her palm around the sagging skin until he was covered. Before the guards could touch her, she lashed back and grabbed one of the silver poles that held the window shades in place.

Naked and acting like a savage, naked animal, Rae swung the pole violently in front of her, growling much like the alphas did when they took her the first time. She remembered their traumatic touches, and how they shaped her to understand the world. They loved her, but now they were apparently dead. She would kill everyone in sight for their crimes against her, the queen and the rightful ruler of the free world.

“Don’t come any closer,” she grunted, her hips thrusting back to stand firm.

Severin cursed and held his gnarled stub of a finger close to his abdomen. His face turned maroon, and he looked on the verge of passing out. At least, he was doing a great job at accelerating the drama…

The guards had their assault rifles ready, but they must have been under strict orders not to kill her. Instead, they inched around her and waited for the right opening to strike.

Severin rolled and screamed, “What are you doing? Subdue her at once!”

Seeing their movements, Rae doubled down and went to other tactics. Instead of hurting one of the men, she swung the rod back and connected it against her nose. At once, tears swelled behind her eyes. Heat spread throughout the front of her face, and she could barely open her eyes enough to see, but she allowed herself one more blow before collapsing to the floor, blood leaking down her smeared face.

“Severin!”

Rae knew that voice. It came from her cunt of a sister. Her prim-and-proper footsteps echoed like heavy raindrops against the top of an umbrella. The men immediately dispersed along the walls of Rae’s room. One by one, they fell and bowed their heads.

Ruby appeared and walked through the row of men avoiding eye contact with her. “Severin! What is the commotion I am hearing?”

Severin made no attempt to stand, but he cleverly tucked his hand into his pocket. “The queen has taken a liking to violence and unrest,” he said. “I could have her executed for this.”

Face dripping her life onto her creamy skin and the exquisite floor below her, Rae stood and panted through the throbbing sinus pain. “Good. You can hang me where you murdered the loves of my life,” she said.

Ruby snuck a peak at her body. A look of distaste formed on her face. “What on earth is the omega talking about?” she asked him. “Go on, I’m waiting for an explanation.”

Severin opened his mouth, but Rae stepped forward and forced Ruby to see her. “You can refer to me as the queen,” Rae said.

A wavering smile formed on Ruby’s face. “Enough of this. I want everyone out of this room at once. Leave me with my twin.”

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