I'm really sorry that I haven't updated in a while, I was kinda having a mild case of writers block but I'm back now and I have a really long, exciting chapter for you all.
I also want to dedicate this chapter to be best reader of all iwannajumpoffacliff
Thanks Love ❤️
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Kiara watches Draco's back as he retreats from the cold, desolate depths of the dungeons.
She knows that Khal was the best chance that she had of getting out of here and he took it away from her.

"I hate that damn man so much."
She hisses profanities under her breath to herself, staring angrily at the silver prison that she was trapped in.

"I know right. I hate him too."

Kiara gasps lightly at the voice that came. It responded to her and really she was wondering if she was going a little insane in this place so she took a moment to answer.

"Hello, who's there?"

"Oh, I was starting to wonder if you were really there." The stranger laughed

It was like he was reading her mind because she was thinking the exact same thing.

"I'm real. Are you?"

"Haha, I would like to think so."

"Good." She nods her head

"So what could the princess possibly do to get herself locked in this place?"

Oh you wouldn't even know

"I don't really want to talk about that."

"Oh that's ok."

"What's your name, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Joshua, but you can just call me Josh."

"Ok Josh. You already know my name." She laughs

"Yes I do. So aren't you gonna ask me what I did to get myself in here?"

"Oh no, that's your business, I don't want to pry."

"But you're not prying if I'm the one that tells you though, right?"

"Right."

"I'm in here for stealing, nothing big I guess just a few loafs of bread and stuff. I was hungry and my sister, well..."
The man trails off not specifying what was wrong with his sister and Kiara wonders

"What's happened?"

"I don't want to talk about that part."

"Ok that's fine."
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"Ah!"

Kiara was frustrated, she slams her shoulder against the bars trying to break them once again but they didn't give.

Where was the full moon when she needed it?

"You sons of bítches! When I get out of here I will punish all of you!"

Kiara shouts, pointing dangerously at the guards and giving them the evil eye.
They look back at her, some showing sympathy and even fear but the others, they were Draco's friends and fellow men of war. She wasn't going to break them, not so easily at least and not with meager treats.

"That won't do you any good."

The voice of a now relatively good friend spoke up and she hisses.

"I done care, I'm just so angry."

"You're his daughter, he won't keep you in here forever, he-"

She was listening to Josh's voice when suddenly all sense of surrounding left her and the voice of the man she loves enters her consciousness.

"Kiara."

Could this be real?

"Kiara, if you can hear me know that I'm coming for you and I won't stop until I get you back baby."

She was so happy to hear his voice, even if she couldn't respond, this was enough.
She knew he was in the right state of mind and that he was calm besides their current situation, right up until the point where he spoke again.

"And please forgive me for what I'm about to do."

"No"
It was a mere whisper that left her lips before the damn broke.

"No no no! You can't do anything!"

She was screaming out loud, trying to communicate with him but he couldn't hear her.

She felt helpless

She didn't even want to think about what would happen if he ran head first into danger and she lost him because of her crazed wanna-be mate and the person that was supposed to be her father.

"Princes Kiara are you ok?"

His voice was soft, like he was talking to a frightened animal that he didn't want to scare.

She was exactly so, she was so scared

"I'm, I'm ok Josh."

"I'm sorry if I said something you didn't like, I don't mean to upset you."

"What?"

"The screaming..."

"Oh Goddess no, I'm so sorry. I wasn't screaming at you. It's... hard to explain."

"Oh, ok then."

"Yeah" she just gave a non answer
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The Queen, Khal and Hailey stared at Marquése with a knowing look, while the King and Celestia hung on to his every spoken word.

"Your daughter is my mate and I want her out of that damn dungeon right fúcking now."

Celestia and Alderman were most likely the two most shocked people in the world right now.

"Marquése she's your mate? Are you sure?"

"I'm positive mother."

"No she's not, he's a liar."

"I came here with her, the last two week she was living with me. I'm her mate not some stranger you're trying to force her on.
You know what's sad? The fact that I expect that you of all people would want your daughter to have the love she wants because you know how it feels not to have it."

"My daughter will not be with someone lesser than her."

"My son is a king!" Celestia shouts
"He may not have a pack anymore but he is still of royal blood and you can't take that away from him!"

"Are you certain which royal blood he's from Celestia?"

"Don't you dare flatter yourself Alderman."

"Enough! I have proof that she's mine and you won't take another person away from me. So you better order whoever you have to order to go get her right now before I do something she'll never forgive me for."

"And what's that Marquése? Are you gonna kill me?"

"Don't tempt me you piece of shít."

"I'm the king here, you don't make demands!"

Marquése took a step forward, not liking the tone of his voice at all.

"Are we going to do this that easy way or the hard way? Because this anger boiling within me is just pushing me to fulfill my promise."

The king scoffs which only agitates Marquése more

"Will you just stop!" The queen shouts
"I believe that he's telling the truth! Just let your daughter have her mate and be happy."

The king only scoffs again, signaling for a guard to come to him.
The man walks up to the throne and the king gives him his orders. He walks off and Marquése thinks that the king has finally decided to be a decent person.
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About 30 minutes passes and Kiara was silently dying in her cell.
Two guards walk in, stopping in front of her and her holds her breath.

"Lets go princess, looks like they're ready for you."

The guards open the cell doors, manhandling Kiara to get her in restraints.

"Get your hands off of me!"

"Calm down."

"Kiara are you ok?!" Josh yells but she didn't get a chance to answer

The guard pulls her up the dungeons steps and out the door. As soon as the light of day touches her skin the man she wanted to see the least appeared before her.

"Draco what the hell is going on?!"
She screamed at him but her question was left unanswered. Draco walks up to her and clamps is hand over her mouth and nose with a damp cloth.

In that moment as she struggled against him, the last thing she remembered aside from the woozy feeling the drug gave was the fear for whatever her mate was about to do.

As she was dragged away the storm of the century was still progressing.

The guard returns empty handed and the king nodded his head in understanding.

"What the hell is going on?" Marquése demands to know but he got no answer.

"Did you not hear me Alderman? I said I wanted her out! What the hell are you up to?"

"My apologies but your demands won't be met in my kingdom, well I'm not actually sorry about that because you have no right to walk into my territory and make demands little boy."

The only thing that came to Marquése's mind was fight.
He had to fight for the person he wanted

So with that thought, he steps forward and stares right into the wicked King's eyes.

"I challenge you to a battle."

"You don't have the guts to challenge me to anything."

"Get up off your ass and come fight me like a man!"

The king saw the rage in his eyes and his excitement peaked. He wanted to teach the disobedient man a lesson so he got up ready to fight.

Both men took their fighting stances and the audience wondered if they were really going to do this.

Marquése wanted it to be a fair fight so he held back Greyson's power.

This would be all him

The alpha males watch each other, both going around in circles with rage in their eyes.
The second Marquése blinks, the king charges forward and attacks him; too eager for war.

They were both of equal strength, power and agility, lashing out at each other in pure rage

The king swung his powerful fist and Marquése ducked, countering with a strike of his own.

They were powerful so they were successfully beating each other to pulps.

All the patrons of the room stood idly by, watching as the war ragged on, knowing that there was nothing they could do to stop it.
This was a war between two men and one needed to win for it to be resolved.

The crowd grew and word traveled until Draco came bursting in.

"What the hell is going on here?"

No one said anything, they didn't even dare to breathe wrong

"Give up because you can't beat me! I'm the Alpha King, you're just some lost child."

"I'll show you just how lost I am."

Marquése ran up to the king and launched himself on him. There was nothing the king could do to counter the attack as Marquése wraps himself around him and squeezes his neck.

"Why is everyone just standing there! Do something!" Draco yelled again but no one moved

The king was almost out of breath, as Marquése squeezes onto his neck for dear life but he wouldn't tap out, he refused to loose at the hands of this man.

Draco however was as loyal as they came and he would be damned if he were to stand and watch his king loose. So with that, he rushes forward and attacked Marquése pulling him off the king.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Fighting for my king"

Alderman coughs, holding onto his throat and gasping for breath.

"This was a challenge between two men! Not three! You have no business in here!"

"He w-was trying to t-take Kiara away from you that's why he was fighting me Draco! You have to kill him!"

"What?!" Draco's eyes darkened at what entered his ears and realization dawns on Marquése

"So you're the asshole trying to force himself onto her."

"We have to kill him!" The king shouted again and Celestia cries out,

"No!"
But it was too late, and the four men had already clashed; this time Greyson joined the party.

What occurred before their eyes was something No one in the crowd would never forget.

One man tearing apart two men

Alderman was trying to now strangle the life out of Marquése before he threw him off and across the room.
Marquése latches his razor sharp teeth into Draco shoulder, almost as if they were his wolfs fangs.
He brings the man to his knees when suddenly Draco grabs onto his wrist and snaps it, breaking bone.

Marquése yells out and in his moment of pain, slamming his knee up with terrible force, breaking Draco's jaw and knocking him completely unconscious.

One

There was only one left now. The one they would take great pleasure in ending.

Greyson comes to the forefront of Marquése's subconscious, showing his presence in his eyes.

The blood red color shows his rage and danger and it was the first time in a long time that the almighty Alpha King Alderman has felt fear.
He felt fear but he didn't want to show it, so besides his better judgement he rushes forward intent on continuing to fight this battle but his attack was cut short.

Marquése grabs onto his hand, doing a whole 360 spin then drops down with full force. A grotesque crunch was the only sound that could be heard in the giant room and then an obnoxious scream of pain.

"Ahhhhh!"

The king was defeated
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"Son are u ok?" Celestia rushes over to her only child, holding his wrist as gently as he could in her hand.

"I'm fine mom."

"Wow man that was... wow" Khal was at a lost for the right words.

Marquése just nodded and moved to stand over the two fallen bodies.

"I won Alderman and I'm pretty sure you know what I want. She is mine.
Oh, and I never want to see your face again. That means you never come back here, you never step foot back on this property because I'm taking everything away from you." Marquése crouches down to look in Alderman's eyes as he spoke the last words,

"Guards get this monster off of my land."

Marquése was the victor of the battle and there was nothing anyone could do about it. He challenged the king and Alderman lost so now he was the new king, therefore the guards had to do what he said and that they did.
The guards came and scraped the two bodies off the floor, dragging them away.

His little group was celebrating, the Queen wasn't exactly smiling but she hadn't objected one bit.

The word of the battle and victor spread through the whole territory and the people knew they had a new king.

Marquése's however had only one little thing on his mind.

He rushes off, giving orders to some of the guards and they gave him the answers he needed.

He arrives at the dark entrance of the dungeons but was disappointed when he couldn't find what he was searching for.

"Where the hell is she!" He screams at the guards holding onto his hair and pulling lightly.

A man steps forward and tells Marquése where he could find the best prize a man could ever have.

"Oh thank goddess!"

A sprint and a few lost breaths later, Marquése walks into the almost dark room.
The last lights of the setting evening sun shone in lightly through he curtains and a warm smile broke out onto his face at the sight before him.

There laid his princess, sleeping in her bed, as beautifully and soundly as possible.

He walks in and lays down beside her, not even remembering about the blood

He stayed there beside her, until the lights of the rising moon shone onto her plump cheeks.

As his fingers caresses those cheeks, she stirs and her eyes flutters as she awoke and he smiles at her lovingly.

"Hello sleeping beauty."

In the blink of and eye she brings her hand up, striking like it was second nature and at the last moment he caught it.

"It's me Kiara"
He laughs lightly, uttering her name with sweet recognition and her beautiful brown eyes turned to him.

He could get lost in those eyes everyday

A smile broke out on her face as soon as her eyes focused on him and then she was in motion.

"Marq." She raises up and latches on, hugging him and he winces lightly.
"What happened to you?"

"It doesn't matter baby. The only thing that matters is that I got you back."

Happiness

That was the only thing that they could both feel in this moment.

No longer was he furious or was his heart in anguish and he envelopes her in his warm arms. She felt like crying as the beating of his heart trumped next to her.

He kisses her forehead as she whispers, what could be his most favorite words in the world,

"I love you."

"I love you too. So much."