Captured By A Ruthless Vampire King
|89| ~ An Official Declare of War~

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Cyrus POV.

“The note attached to her head stated death to all leeches,” Nicklaus needlessly reminds me.

I could give two shits about what the note said, or who wrote it. Coming tomorrow, their entire species shall be wiped off of my continent if I have my way and I will. So, who gives a fuck?!

Wordlessly, I continue to walk towards his private studies where all of the other kings have already started to discuss strategy, even though I don’t give a fuck about anyone else plans but my own. The only reason why I even agreed to come along is that Nicklaus pleaded with me to hear the other’s out, and Nicklaus never pleads with anyone to do thing anything. Ever.

So, I figured that I’ll sit through this pointless briefing session just out of respect for him.

The very moment, that the two of us walk inside of the room the other King’s take a stand.

The energy inside this room is grim and reap. I can feel the other King’s concern for me and their very only grief as well flowing freely throughout our bond. My loss is their loss, my rage is their rage, my pain is their pain because no matter what bullshit we put each other through at the end of the day we are brothers.

And even if that wasn’t enough my aunt has found a way inside of everyone in this room’s heart as well. She was a mother figure to all and shall forever and always be missed, gravely. Although, now isn’t the time to grief the tremendous loss of this nation. Right now, is the time strike. It’s time to take avenge my aunt and raise hell on this Blood God forsaken earth, and I shall, with or without the other Kings.

Mark my words, I will end them all.

“Shall we start,” Nicklaus begins as he takes his place in front of the other kings and then turns to me? “We pledge our allegiance to the Blood God his self that every single soul involved with Aunt Katherine misfortune will be dealt with,”

“Accordingly,” Luscious, monster speaks next. His eyes drip crimson. “I’ve finally been able to reach my people and the beast new camping grounds have been pinpointed,”

“I declare war!” hisses my monster as I begin to pace back in fourth.

My patience is gone, long gone. “I’m leaving at once,”

“We’re leaving at once,” Luscious corrects me. He came to me earlier today, telling me that he’s coming to my Kingdom with me. His forces are already there. He also, advised that he found out that my beloved is staying in some safe house in the middle of nowhere with some mixed-species rebellion that goes by the name of The Secret Society.

Yeah, I know exactly what my beloved has been up to and how much she has hidden from me.

Matter of fact, don’t even get me started on my beloved betrayal. I’ll deal with her soon enough.

“As a result of the council arrest, the respected families have been stepping out of line,” informs Marcellous monster gaining my attention. “Asking it is my duty to put to put the misdirected in, but I swear on my life that I shall join you on your warpath before the next moon,” he values.

His usually normal overly playful shield has been dropped to present his monster’s malicious true nature.

“And the same thing goes for us,” Rufus speaks up for himself and Seneca.

Seneca nods his head. My monster detects his monster fury coming off him in waves.

“I’ll to be returning to my Kingdom to restore order before joining you on your path of justice,” Cornelius speaks his peace. ”

“So it’s decided,” Nicklaus monster pitches in. “You shall all restore order and I shall assist with each task, starting with riding putting all the dogs of North America to sleep,” he says, while looking at me.

The very moment that Nicklaus makes his announcement I can feel the excitement flowing throughout the maleficent excitement flowing within our brotherly bond.

My brother’s then hold up their hands and value’s in unison, “We pledge our allegiance to follow Cyrus Ettore command as we restore order for however long it takes,”

“You may enter,” Nicklaus suddenly says as he turns to face the door. Not even seconds later, Nicklaus commander Vlad walks in. As soon as he enters, he bows before me and then states. “I would like to offer my service as your new commander in charge. As your commander, I value to protect, defend, protect you without question. As your brother, I pledge my allegiance to you and only you, I swear on blood that I shall give my life,”

“As your King, I accept your service,” I tell him without hesitation. “As your brother, I return your pledge,”

As soon as the deed is done, he rises and joins the others. “Everything is ready for take-off,” states Luscious and that’s all I needed o here to take my leave.

“Brother,” Nicklaus calls out to me right s my hand touches the doorknob. “I want to personally apologize to you on behalf of my beloved. Her actions were unforgivable and injustice, please forgive her<”

“All has been forgiven. I’m aware that the queen’s tender heart will always and forever get in the way of doing what needs to be done. Not to mention, the fact that I have the same problem with my own beloved,” I admit with a heavy sign. I know that Claire, nor Embry meant no harm behind their foolish actions. Both of them have fragile hearts. That is just one of the curses that come along with the many blessing of destined mixed-species unions. Although, Nicklaus is right the both of them have behaved out of order.

At this moment, we don’t need tender-hearted queens. We need ruthless queens, who refuse to show mercy and won’t stop in to all of our enemies are dead and I plan to teach my beloved that there are consequences behind every action the hard way. Embry shall learn that her loyalty to her mate shall always and forever come first and that’s a promise, even if I have to kill every single person that she has ever loved just to teach her lesson.

No one and I mean no one comes before me. Vice versa.

“I agree, but Cy-,”

“What’s done is done,” I cut him off, speaking my final words before walking out of the room.

Embry POV.

My eyes pop open.

Once again, I wake up to an unfamiliar room with a somewhat familiar scent but his time my wolf is on high alert and I’m thrown off. My body hurts ten times over and my neck is throbbing.

It feels like I’ve been drugged or worse. Where am I? My eyes search the room in a golden hue. This room is huge and fit for a queen, more like King? The walls are painted gold and decorated with a museum’s worth of artwork. In fact, the entire room is drenched in golden riches, even the gigantic bed frame and silk bed dressing are drenched in gold. Besides, there are many antique golden framed photographs of pretty people that I’ve never encountered before, every one of them appears to have been born with a golden spoon in their mounts. They are all mysteriously beautiful.

There is also a gigantic gold flat-screen TV mounted on the high arched ceilings.

The first thing that comes to mind is another one of my mate’s luxurious dream homes.

I don’t know any other person who could afford to live this luxurious but my mate and his demon king friend. Plus, my mate is the only person that knows who could pull something like this off.

Although, I doubt it because I can not detect a single familiar scent. So the question remains.

Where am I and who the heck snapped my neck? It still hurts and I feel like crap.

“We need to get out of here,” I tell my wolf as I remove the silly golden sheets from off our body

This is when I realize that I’m also dripped in golden, drenched in a luxuriously long, silk, sheen. golden slip dress that clings to my body like a layer of silkscreen and this is also when the panic comes in.

“What the freaking Goddess!” I yelp in alarm. “We’ve been validated to the fullest extent,”

“Don’t worry,” grows out my wolf. Don’t worry? Don’t worry! Of course, she wouldn’t give a rabbit’s tale about someone viewing our Goddess blessed feminine gifts. She actually likes to walk around naked. I, on the other hand, do not. Only, Cyrus’s eyes were created to view my virtual.

Only, him.

“As I said, don’t worry about that,” my wolf growls again. “That person, whoever it might be won’t live long enough to tell the tale,” she promises seconds before our eyes picking up on the sound of the doorknob being turned.

Seconds later, the exotic, sweet, slightly and spicy blend of Peru Balsam and Spearmint hits my sense of smell.

“Good morning, gorgeous. You’re awake, finally,” says the last person that I’ve expected to see.

A quiver of chills run down my spine. It’s Ethel. The Lycan Prince.

Cyrus POV.

“We are seconds away from landing and the human is struggling to breathe,” Commander Vlad fills me, causing my monster to roll our eyes.

“Again,” Luscious says while I just wave my hand.

Of course, he is. Fucking pussy!

Who would have ever thought that Claire, out of all people’s brother would be such a wimp?

“I believe the boy has fear of heights,” commander Vlad adds in.

“I’ll deal with,” Luscious comes to the rescue, and for good reason too because if it were left up to me, the human would most certainly die. Problem solved.

The only reason why I agreed that the boy could return to my Kingdom was that I agree with Nicklaus’s mistrust of him. Princess Daniela freed him for a reason and I swear on the Blood God that I will figure out her reason for doing so sooner than later. Into then, the boy isn’t to be trusted. On top of that, none of us need Claire to form any further attachment to the boy.

So again, he’s not to be trusted.

Even if he’s supposed to be Claire long lost twin brother, I don’t like him.

To be honest, I rather just drain his life force and then throw him off the plane.

It will be that easy.

Problem solved.

“The conference call went smoothly,” Commander Vlad reels me back in.

Since we left Nicklaus’s Kingdom, commander Vlad has been the best got damn commander that I’ve ever had. He has been following orders without questions, keeping all of the other soldiers in check, handling all my groundwork concerning manipulating the media, and has been able to provide further insight about the dogs, thanks to the experience that he has from the royal mutts. I hate to admit this but Commander Vlad has been a lifesaver and has proven himself to be very useful.

“King Seneca and I have agreed upon a resolution for the media personalities and news outlets have all agreed to act accordingly. They shall no longer place focus on the dog’s campaign. We’ve also tracked down a few survivors from the ball, who signed the confidentiality agreement in exchange for a settlement. Everything is under control,”

“Finally,” I hiss as we take a stand and head to the bar. I need a shot. No scratch that, I need a shoot and some fresh blood. Plus, I need to tie up one last loose string. “Where’s Jasmine,” I question him while pouring the both of us a drink.

Not even a second later, I knock the drink back and then place my glass down.

“I’m here, master,” she answers, walking in on queue like the good little slave girl that she is.

“Pitiful,” I say before I appear directly in front of her, yank her up by her hair and then sink my teeth into her skin.

Her haunting screams are music to my ears.

Embry POV.

“Hello, little wolf,” he says. “You’ve been a very hard person to track down,”

He smiling from ear to ear. Meanwhile, I’m stunned, completely lost for words and so is my wolf, surprisingly. She’s on mute.

I can’t believe that I’ve been abducted by him of all people. This is completely against the rules I’m mated to another and I know for a fact that the lycan prince, I mean king is completely aware of that. Not to mention the fact that by abducting me he has sentenced himself and his people to death. Once, my mate get’s a whiff of what he has done he will kill them all.

The lycan king has officially declared war.

I quietly watch him push the door open wider, and super attractive Lycan women walk in carrying a tray of food, my furry little friend following close behind her.

“Why do you look so surprised,” he asks while making his way closer to me. “You couldn’t possibly believe that I would allow you to live your life without me?” His sea-green eyes are sparked with electrifying excitement.

“Why would I? Your mine,” he smiles harder.

The Lycan women curtsy perfectly before him and then place the tray of food down onto the antique white and gold three-piece dining set that’s placed on the further end of the room.

She then goes to take the cover off the plate but he holds up his hand, “I’ve got it from here, Amelia, thank you. You’re dismissed,”

I take his brief moment of distraction to grab my furry little friend. So, when the time comes we can all get out of here.

I turn back around just in time to see the Lycan women performing yet another perfect curtsy before him and then make her way out of the room, leaving me all alone with her Prince.

“King” my wolf finally speaks. “His father is dead now, so he’s a queen,” she reminds me.

“Come,” prince Ethel speaks. I mean, king Ethel speaks. “You’ve must be starving,”

“I’ll pass,” my wolf speaks up for me, finally because I really am lost for words.

“That wasn’t a request,” he brushes her rudeness off while gesturing his hand towards the table. “Now, sit we’ve got much to discuss, and I won’t ask nicely again,” he uses a stern voice like a father would do to scold his pup, but he’s forgetting that neither I nor my wolf is his anything.

“As I stated,” growls my wolf with glowing golden eyes.

“I’ll pass,” she goes to say but before her, the last two words can fall from our tongue two strong hands are wrapped around our neck followed by our entire body being thrown into the wall, which such force it nearly knocks the wind from out of us.

The attack was so quick it takes my wolf and me several seconds to realize that Ethel is our attacker. We open our eyes to see the new Lycan King’s entire face twisted with distaste as he knocks the wind from out of our bodies.

Suddenly our ears begin to ring loudly, causing our heads to pound. No, that will be an understatement the sound nearly brings us to our knees. The only thing keeping me from falling is his sharp claw digging deep wounds into the skin on my neck. I attempt to reach out to my wolf but she’s barely there. I can barely feel her. Then on instinct, I place my hands over the top of my head, but Ethel’s stronghold on my body prevents any further movement.

That’s when I realize that he’s utilizing his Alpha submission aura to bend my knee and as a Lycan, the effect of his submissive natures affects my wolf ten times more than any Alpha Wolf can hold over us, and let’s not forget the fact that typically we can fight it but this, this is different.

His Lycan Alpha aura travels throughout my entire body, swiftly moving through my system ripping away all of my defensive tactics in no time. The power takes effect on my entire nervous system and then breaks through the protective barrier of my wolf, but unlike a typical Alpha who would make you feel as if he’s snatching my wolf soul from my body and ripping her apart, demanding submission. Ethel’s power makes me feel as if my wolf no longer exists.

At this point, I can’t feel her.

The pain is that bidding, unbearable really. My eyes feel as if they’re about to pop out of my eye sockets and my nose is bleeding, a crimson river of blood is flowing freely down my face. I can taste my very own blood inside of my mouth. My entire body aches, it feels as if my soul has been officially ripped from out of my core just to be thrown into a hellfire of scratching pain.

I am in tears. My entire body feels like it’s going numb and it becomes harder for me to breathe, but then suddenly it stops. Followed, by my body falling to the floor with a loud thud.

In a heartbeat, I begin to gasp for air, and my hands go flying to my neck on instinct.

Within the next second, the sound of my furry little friend whining is the first thing I notice but I’m too weak to lift my head to ensure that he’s okay, nor could I even search for my wolf. All I can do is lie there, and struggle for air. It takes me about ten whole minutes to be able to breathe again.

“Go clean yourself up,” growls Ethel before throwing some sort of cloth in my direction. A small whimper escapes my mouth as I attempt to pick myself up from the floor. “Now, that you know what shall happen whenever you disobey me, I expect you to keep your little wolf in check,” he hisses.

“As you’ve just learned I do not take disrespect lightly, not even from my queen. So, I’ll ask you one more time to get the fuck up, make yourself appropriate, and then eat this food that I so graciously provided you with and I expect you to do it now,”

As soon as his words register, it takes everything out of me not to cry but most important;y not to rip his impulsive tongue from out of his mouth. How dare he speak to me like I’m beneath him, or even his equal in the matter? I’m not either of those things. In fact, I’m his queen if we want to be quite clear because my mate rules this land, not him.

Who the heck does he think he is? Nevertheless, it doesn’t really matter because at the moment his aura is still traveling throughout my body but most importantly paralyzing my wolf. So, it would be stupid to strike, but trust me when I say that the time will come for me to strike.

He will regret everything and that’s a promise.

You see, what the Lycan prince doesn’t realize is that I’m no longer some fragile little Wilde wolf that shall follow orders and not understand my true value or worth.

No! Not at all, and he has his mother to thank for that because the moment that she has taken Aunt Katherine’s life she has also taken away my innocence. She has scared me for life and the consequences of her actions shall be the retaliation that I dish out to her spoiled son and that’s another promise, but again now is not the right time.

So, I’ll play his game and patiently wait for my time.

With that being said, I pull myself off the ground and follow his orders down to the t, pretending to be the good little puppy that he has made me out to be but not before I once again make a promise to myself to revenge not only myself but also Aunt Katherine.

The Lycan shall all should soon learn a valuable lesson that my father taught me along while ago and that is the fact that there are consequences for every action.

Cyrus POV.

We’re standing on top of one of the mountain hills that overlook the quote-on-quote secret society headquarters watching the Lycan troops prepare for their unexpected attack.

Luscious and I troops have officially joined forces the very moment that we’ve touched down.

Luckily for the little mix species traitorous organization, we’ve got here just in time.

According to our observation, the secret society, nor my beloved has any clue that they are seconds away from being attacked and I plan to keep it that way for the time being.

The Lycans, the bull shit secret society and my beloved shall all learn a valuable lesson today that consists of that are consequences to every action, especially when you go up against the Ruthless King. There is hell to pay and it starts now. I mean, of course, I won’t allow anything to happen to my beloved but her so-called friends and her pack of mutts family that I’ve recently learned has joined her shall pay that price with their lives, and thanks to the Lycans I don’t even have to get my hands dirty. Although, little does the Lycans know they will also pay a heavy price for attacking my lands in the first place.

So, in the end, they will all die, which makes it a win-win situation for everyone if you ask me and all I have to do is sit here and watch.

“The scouts have been sent to locate the queen and the others that you asked for,” reports Commander Vlad. “They have been instructed to be discreet, in and out,” he finishes.

“Good,” I state to him as I turn around to walk towards the battle tent where Lucius is currently planning our next move. “And, I suppose you would like to be dismissed so you can go after your beloved?” I state the obvious. Yes, I’m fully aware that my slave Abigial is Commander Vlad’s beloved and that’s the main reason that he has decided to join my forces in the first place.

Before landing, Vlad has also filled me with the details about his brief encounter with the girl. He requested that I free her and in return, he will permanently remain in my service after his contract expires which is also a win, win situation for the both of us. However, there is no way that I would ever allow that to happen. Yes, Vlad is really the best of the best, and my men and I will be more than happy to have him at our services for a life sentence, but and yes there is a but Vlad has been adopted into the brotherhood and there is no way that I’m going to allow any of my brothers to feel indebted to me, no matter how tempting it may be.

With that being said, I promised to sign over by right to Abigial to Vlad with or without his contract and also attempted to gift him with new lands, but Vlad declined the rights to new land quicker than one can blink. He is way, too noble if you ask me.

“I’ve already sent one of my men to track her down,” he advises as a soldier pulls back the curtains for the two of us to enter the tent. “According to a few spies within the secret society organization, she’s been spending a fair amount of time with the queen,”

Oh, yes! The spies.

As soon as we learned about the quote on quote secret society we’ve sent a few of our undercover agents to enlist in their service. Thank’s to them, we’re fully aware of everything that has taken place in that pathetic excuse of a rebellion headquarters, and trust me when I say that the spies shall be rewarded handsomely for their service.

“Speaking of spies,” Lucious chimes. “Have you heard any more news about the Hoax gang?”

Oh, yes! That’s another thing. Now, that my aunt is no longer here to protect them and that Ghost Falls mysteriously disappeared off the face of the earth as he should because he knows very well what will happen to him the moment we come in contact due to him not protecting the one person on this earth that actually gave a fuck about that piece of shit, but enough about that. I’ll deal with him when the time comes.

Back to what I was saying, now that everything is all said and done the Hoax gang is no longer under my protection, if anything they have all been added to my hit list. Plus, I didn’t forget about the little stunt that they have been pulling right under my nose. At this point, they can all roll over and play dead for all I care. That’s more than they deserve if you ask me and Luscious is hellbent on making sure that it’s done.

“Unfortunately, not,” Commander Vlad says to him. “It seems that they are on to us and have relocated. Although, some of our men have stormed the hunter’s hang-out spot and captured a few of the outlaws. According to them, one of the captured goes by the name of Rebel Rose,who claims that she knows all there is to know about the infamous Hoax gang. Apparently, she hates the Banks Bloodline more than Luscious,”

“I doubt that,” Luscious states smoothly. His sinister dark eyes dance playfully.

“Either way,” I put my two senses in it. “You know what they say, the enemies of my enemies are my friends. We can use that to our advantage,”

“I doubt that too,” Luscious smirks widen. “Both of them shall meet their death, but I will utilize their petty dispute to my full advantage,” he insures before placing his eyes onto the map in front of him.

Suddenly, the marvelous sounds of the traitor’s screams invade my ears. Followed by, the scent of burning pinewood trees rushes into my sense of smell.

Seconds, after that my ears detect the sound of familiar voices loud protests overlap the chaos as some soldiers drag them throughout the camp. The three of us waste no time making our way out of the tent.

As soon as I step out, Speck, the peck is the first one as she attempts to break free from one of the soldiers. Then my eyes land on, Marcellus cousin Anastasia, Vlad’s beloved Abigail, and of course the traitor Gutter, who I personally requested to be left alive just so I can kill him personally.

The only reason, why I haven’t killed him on sight is because the one person that matters the most isn’t in their presence. Embry isn’t in their presence and that’s a problem.

As soon as we come into view, the human girl Abigail immediately breaks down in tears and Vlad takes the opportunity to remove her from the scene. As far as I’m concerned, she’s the only innocent here. She didn’t know any better, but the rest of them shall all be punished for this traitorous act, including Anastasia. Her beloved is on his way as we speak and he has already agreed to Nicklaus’s pardon request.

A major one, even still my monster doesn’t wait for a single second, zooming before them all just to grab the pathetic excuse of a protector by his neck.

In the same process, Luscious rids the world of the soldiers, who clearly couldn’t follow simple orders as he should.

They couldn’t possibly expect to live after they return to camp without my precious cargo.

Fools.

“Where the fuck is she?” my monster demands to know as we stare Gutter monster in the face. The coward lowers his eyes, knowing damn well not to challenge the monster within.

“Cyrus, no,” Speck cries out attempting to break free.

“Shut the fuck up,” my monster hisses in her direction as our now crimson vision falls on her. I’m still contemplating if I should kill her too, but right now my attention goes back to my guaranteed kill.

The pathetic excuse of a protector attempts to break free from my monster hold but there is no use. He knows very well, that his life is in my monster hands, literally. My monster and I watch his face turn fifty shades of red, as he gasps for air with a sinister smirk planted on our lips. Then, my monster clenches down tighter as our sharp nails dig deeper than deep into his skin, drawing blood as we raise him high into the air.

“Your Highness, please let me explain,” Anastasia is the one to plead for him. Out of respect for her beloved, I chose to ignore her. My monster on the other hand warns her with a voluminous hiss before once again placing his undivided attention onto our current kill.

“Are you ready to face your consequences you pathetic piece of shi,”

“No, you a pathetic piece of shit,” Speck once again speaks out of turn, cutting me off.

This time, my monster decides not to ignore her disrespect. It’s been overdue for her to learn her place. On that note, quicker than one can say I do my monster throws Gutter’s body to the ground and then place our body in front of the annoying little peck. Then, we grab her by the neck refusing to waste another second before we sink our teeth into her flawless skin.

The consequence of her constant disrespect shall be met with death.

Hello, long time no read! I’m back officially and this story shall be once again updated twice a week. Lol, now I know personally that’s so unfair especially when you consider the fact that I’ve been missing for Months!!!!!!! I said it one and I’ll say it again that I’m sorry, I’m so, so, so, sorry but between my run in with covid, and my publishing deal that has been a battle by the way I truly have been hesitant with continue this series but thanks to all my fans that checked on me during my deep depression and sent out amazing words of encouragement I just couldn’t do it!

So here goes your update lovely. It’s four more chapters that are posted after this one and two chapters to come for two weeks and then finally, you will have your ending to this story.