Escaping The King's Confinement

CHAPTER 13: Hear it once more!

A smirk appeared on the king's face as he tightened his jaw.

He gazed at Ysha, who lay on the floor. Her wife, who just blacked out after his fierce claim.

During her pain, she remained quiet and refrained from discussing the cause of her deception.

Although the king is aware of the reason, he desires to hear the truth directly from her. Perhaps telling the truth will lessen his anger over her deceit.

"Damn you, Omega. Who are you?"

The king questioned not the identity of the person, but her nature, curious about why she had a distinct effect on him.

He took a deep, aggressive breath before walking out to the balcony of his room and igniting a cigarette.

He looked out from his room's balcony to take in the broad landscape where the palace stood. In the land he presided over, nearly every group from their respective races resided, now united under his rules.

If Karrim had not left, he could be the king now. He may experience independence and choose to act as he pleases. He would not have fallen for the deception of the omega who is currently his wife.

In blowing out the smoke, he also unleashed a powerful breath from his lungs, fueled by feelings he struggled to define that were growing in his heart.

He relaxed on the balcony for a few minutes prior to going back inside.

He halted his steps upon noticing his wife now seated on the floor where he had previously been lying.

Ysha couldn't hide her grimace while moving his hips. The quivering hand reached for her robe and secured it around her body as she struggled to stand from the slump.

"You are physically strong, omega." The king's serious tone caught his wife's attention.

He saw nothing in her eyes except a blank expression.

“Is that meant to be flattering, your majesty?” She spoke quietly, almost inaudibly for those with poor hearing.

The king watched as his wife stood up, quivering and placing a hand on her hips for support.

“You believe that, Omega?” He questioned his wife once more and approached her.

As he approached her, he grasped her firmly by the neck. He strangled her again. He raised his hand just enough to create a tighter grip.

"Your majesty. D-do y-you w-want to have s*x again." Ysha struggled to catch her breath while asking. Along with Ysha’s question, his wife emitted pheromones.

He clenched his teeth once more and tightened his grip on her neck, not due to a dislike for her pheromones' scent, but because their distinct aroma was overwhelming his sense of smell. Heightening her urge to reclaim her.

His wife's pheromones had a unique scent. He can compare it with the pheromones from the last omega his beta had been involved with, and just thinking about that scent triggered a wave of disgust strong enough to make him feel like he might throw up.

The king closed his eyes. He savored the appealing smell of his wife's pheromones.

"Are you trying to seduce me now, Omega?" He asked her as he tightened his grip around her neck.

"Ugh! A-are y-you attracted, y-your majesty?" Ysha responded as her imitating pheromones intensified.

"Push yourself further than this, Omega."

The king spoke to his wife with no space between their faces, making their lips nearly touch as he talked.

With a playful bite, he caught her lower lip between his teeth briefly, and when he pulled away, the sound of suction echoed softly in the air.

"I want to hear that one more time, Omega. What led you to deceive me?"

The king tugged her hair tightly.

Ysha sensed a significant tug in her hair that drew her eyes up and kept her locked in his gaze.

"Ugh." Ysha flinched, shutting her eyes firmly and exhaling deeply.

"Tell me." The king yelled after Ysha remained silent for nearly a minute.

"Y-your Majesty. I-i t-told y-you." She responded despite the pain of having her hair pulled. "I-i f-fall Inlov...."

"Damn it, Omega."

In his rage, the king yelled because she kept lying. He tugged at her hair roughly, leading her to the bed before he slammed her down onto it..

The bed hushed as her wife took her place on it. Without saying anything, he tugged at her legs to place himself between her thighs.

He lifted Ysha's garment without removing it, given that she had nothing underneath.

He undid his pants, lowered the zipper, exposing his full size. Without preparation he reclaimed his wife.

"Ahhhh. Y-your majesty."

He does not plan to halt his actions at any point. He will keep inflicting pain on her without mercy until she confesses what the real reason truly is.

As long as she remains within the confines of his room, he intends to utilize her presence to both discipline and relieve the physical warmth that was previously emitted solely by Omega.

This is what you desire, Omega. To f**k you like this."

With each thrust, he penetrated her more forcefully and deeply. His enormous size buried deeper, and he once again took it for granted.

Relishing the intimate connection, he finds joy in being entirely surrounded by the heat of his wife's femininity.

"Ahhhh. Ummp.. ugh... ahhhhh."

Faced with his brutal claim, his wife could not contain herself and erupted into a chorus of screams and moans that seemed never-ending.

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"Luna Ysha, it's time for your medicine."

The lota tended to the bruises she received from the king last night as he forcefully claimed her repeatedly.

She faced a near loss of sanity when the king ended his possession over her due to his exhaustion.

The lota provided her with an additional five pills, which she consumed immediately. Lota carefully raised the robe that served as the sole covering for her body.

She took another look at the wide window that opened onto the expansive balcony. Despite her longing to get outside and take in the fresh air, the extended chain on her feet restricted her movement.

Even if she insists that she doesn't encounter the king all day and has plenty of time to rest before he returns, it still falls short since his demands and punishments bring her an unending agony.

It diminishes his entire being, resembling someone who has been ripped apart by the trials imposed by the king.

"Get some rest, Luna. I will return tomorrow at noon for your lunch.

The lota took the treatment administered to her. She remained silent, and the lota exited the room.

Ysha ended up by herself again. Once more, she found herself unsure of how to process the pains and sufferings she was enduring.

She ponders where her twins might be, praying that their father does not track her down.

If she had successfully brought her cell phone, she would have been able to contact her twin and suggest that she hide properly. Head far away to the site where the king is no longer present.

And she.. will consider ways to calm the king's anger due to her deceit.

Ysha's deep thoughts got interrupted by the blaring sirens echoing across the kingdom.

The siren's sound alerts everyone that someone has the audacity to enter the kingdom.

Ysha furrowed her brow.

She straightened herself despite wincing from the pain in her lower body.

She fastened her robe carefully and attempted to glance out the window, eager to discover what was happening outside the palace.

"Ugh! Damn it."

She tugged on the chain that held her, despite the ache in her leg.

Ysha returned to the bed with a bounce and abruptly sat on the side. She examined the iron chain attached to her leg closely.

"Fuck." Ysha cannot help but curse as she struggles with her inability to break free from her restraints.

Ysha glanced at the balcony once more upon hearing gunfire.

Especially at the moment a gunshot broke through the big window on the balcony; her awareness saved her from being hit by the bullet. The shattered window left her with no way to dodge the splashes.

Ysha received some scars from blows that hit her.

Before she had a chance to regain her composure, a wolf suddenly leaped onto the balcony.

Considering that his entire body ached from the king's actions with her last night, the pain she bore intensified once more.