The Lycan King's Forbidden Craving - Chapter 9: Chapter 9

Time flies as Arianna remain in the cold room, having only one thing in her mind-- To escape and find her sister.
Her mind was in turmoil with the thought of what Kael might do to her.
Knowing the fiery spirit of her sister, she knew Lylah would undoubtedly provoke Kael, thinking she was dead.
She needed to escape. To leave this cold walls, that seems to sofficates her.
Every minute that passed by only heightened her urgecy.
Her thought, unbridden, wandered to the king. The cold beautiful devil who had taken her in his rut.
Arianna knew she was crazy to let this slipped through her mind, but she couldn't help it.
According to Dalia and Nadia, she had escaped death. She had escaped a brutality of her limps getting ripped apart by the king feral desire.
Yet, the night with him was abnormal. It stirred something different, she couldn't pinpoint... Something intoxicating.
The way his skin felt under her touch, when she dared reached to explore his handsome face. His eyes...
Terrifying, yet surprisingly exciting.
'You're insane Arianna,' her mind whispered. She should be thinking of escaping this hell hole, not this.
A quiver rippled through her body as the door creaked opened.
Selene and the guard who watched how the cut her hair stepped in, their expression blank.
"You're being summoned," Selene announced.
Selene led Arianna through the Upper West Wings, where the higher rank individuals were located.
The place was exquisite, clean, and well-furnished on every corner. Spotless. Its opulence shone through.
Servants and guards weaving their way as the work.
Selene remained silent as she led Arianna through the corridors, finally stopping before a large, imposing door. Arianna halted as well.
Why was she here? Was she to satisfy someone else's desires?
"Get in. She doesn't like waiting," Selene said, and Arianna struggled to suppress her disdain. Selene was only following orders, after all.
Taking a deep breath, Arianna pushed the door open, and her eyes settled on the elegant, tall figure inside.
The maids were busy dressing her, as if she had just taken a bath. The young woman moved with such grace that Arianna wondered who she was.
But when she caught a glimpse of her face, she immediately recognized her.
Valkyrie. The only daughter of Alpha Magnus, the leader of the Black Iron pack, and more importantly, she was rumored to be the Lycan King's betrothed.
Arianna had met her once, a long time ago when her father had Alpha Magnus as a visitor. She had caught a glimpse of Valkyrie, but they had never spoken.
Now she understood where the hatred was coming from.
As the only one to survive the King's rut, Valkyrie was bound to resent her.
Now, all the pieces fell into place.
Valkyrie was trying to hide the fact that Arianna survived the king's rut.
"How has the life of a slave been so far?" Valkyrie asked dismissing the maids, and turning fully to face Arianna.
"One could only knows if one tries it," Arianna clenched her jaw.
Valkyrie signaled to the guard at the door, and before Arianna could comprehend, the guard punched her hard in the stomach, making her drop to her knees.
"You need to understand that you're not the Luna of your pack.
This is not a place where you can defy me. Here you are nothing but a slave. A Traitor—far too worthless to breathe the same air as me."
"I'm not a traitor!" Arianna growled gritting her teeth. Every fiber of her being hated that title.
Valkyrie signaled the guard again. Arianna was pulled to her feet, and another hit landed in her stomach, making her spit blood.
"You should watch how you speak to me, slave," Valkyrie crouched down, her finger graps Arianna's chin and forcing her to meet her gaze.
"I can kill you with a snap of my fingers, torture you with my words, and make your life miserable."
Arianna groaned. Oh heavens, she missed her wolf to heal. The pain was unbearable.
Valkyrie stood upright and walked around Arianna, like a predator toyibg with her p