The Duel (Part 4)

❤️ The Duel (Part 4)❤️

"Don't call me that." Raziah grit out.

"Beautiful? You are not even half the beauty of the girls I fu.ck so don't gloat yet or think you are beautiful because you are not. I mean, have you taken a look at yourself to see how ugly you look?" Dark said.

His words affected Raziah but she made sure it didn't reflect on her page. "We are on the same page." she spits out.

"Do you agree to my demands?" Dark asked, getting bored as the minutes passed. Talking and standing here for long isn't how he does his things. He needed to teach this girl her place and finally figure out why she wasn't bowing down to him like a good subject should. "You will become my slave, my se.x slave. I will own you and you will do whatever I want you to do, plus, I will be taking back my spear from you. It doesn't suit you." He added moving backwards from her.

"I will be using my spear. My spear." Raziah said to him making sure he heard the possessive tone when she said 'My spear'

"I didn't say you shouldn't use it. Everything about you is mine." Dark told her and started laughing.

"Let's see who has the last laugh." Raziah said to him and charged at him, throwing a punch towards his face.

Dark, who was expecting such a move from her, easily blocked the approaching fist, catching and holding it in his arms then grinned at her.

"Is that all you've got? I thought I would be on my bac-" the words he wanted to say was 'back' but didn't get to complete his words when Raziah kicked him on his lower abdomen with one of her legs and used the down part edge of the spear to hit his chest hard. The impact forced him to let go of her hand as he flew backwards till his body made impact with a wall and broke it.

Grinning widely at him. "Who is still standing right now?" she gloated.

Dark groaned and was up to his feet as fast as lighting and ran towards her.

Raziah was waiting and swung the spear hard at the body of Dark, flinging the man outside the palace compound.

Every one looked at Raziah in shock as they saw what happened right before their very eyes. They still couldn't believe that Raziah could beat Dark so easily. If they weren't there they wouldn't have believed it.

Raziah stood ridge, waiting and was being careful as her eyes moved around the palace.

Dark was seen entering inside the palace compound, breathing hard as if he had just ran the race of his life to be right there. Blood was seen trailing down his mouth.

"Next time, just throw me around in this palace and not outside the palace," Dark said. Where he had landed was almost at the kingdom of witches and he had to run back here. He began stretching his waist and swinging his arms and glare at Raziah. "Let's get serious, shall we." he added, cleaning up the blood on his mouth.

Dark ran towards her and he became a blur to Raziah. With his head he hit Raziah on her forehead hard.

Raziah heard the cracking of bone and knew that the place Dark had hit her might be broken. Her wolf will heal it but now she has to focus on the fight as her life and dignity lies on the fight, but who is she kidding, the pains are unbearable and she couldn't focus. Dark was too fast for her and before she knew it, her spear was knocked out from her hand.

She tried to hold him and kick him but Dark dodge that and punch her on her face, breaking her nose, tearing her lips and blood began to pour out.

Raziah fell down to the ground and try to clear her head.

Dark took the spear and use it to hit Raziah multiple times on her body in anger. He only stopped when Raziah stopped moving. The ground she lay was covered with blood, in fact her clothes were now the color of blood.

The scent of her blood once again attracted him and he inhaled it. it took all his will power not to crawl where she lay and start licking her blood.

The spear was covered with her blood. He grinned and chuckled darkly then bent down to touch her nose and straightened up to his full height. One thing for sure, she wasn't dead. He cleaned his blood stained hand on his shirt.

"Clean her, prepare her. I will be coming for her tonight. We had a bet and I won so she is now my personal sex slave. Get her ready before I come," he said, turning to look at Barwolf who was staring at him.

He couldn't do anything to help his daughter at the moment.

Barwolf quickly nodded his head. "You shouldn't have done that to her, my King. She is a woman and doesn't have half of your strength."

Dark was within his space and grabbed Barwolf's jaw tightly.

"Then you should have told her not to mess with me and make me bleed. Dark doesn't joke with his blood. She is going to pay for what you did to my mother. She will pay for your sins." Dark told Barwolf and let go of his jaw. "Prepare her and clean her up. I want her chain to the bed and her legs spread wide for me." he added without much words, he disappeared together with his spear.

Barwolf and the others quickly got up to their feet and immediately the female servants carried the bloody Raziah to her room to clean her up. While the male servant began cleaning the palace compound once again

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Violet (Raziah wolf) was seen thrashing the cell she was in and chain bind to her hinds angrily. How dare he? How can her mate fight her? Didn't he feel the mate pull?

How dare he lay his hands on her. He will pay. She will make sure he pays for what he has done but first of all, she has to let Raziah heal. Her body is weak.

'I'm sorry Raziah, I am sorry for not helping. You didn't give me a chance.'

The fight and anger was quickly gone and replaced with sorrow. 'I am sorry I failed you.' she howled sadly.

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Dark Castle: Dark's Room:

The black mist appeared in Dark's room and Dark was seen in its place. He wasn't surprised when he saw Amaya seated and waiting for him. He had wanted his privacy to himself so that he could lick off Raziah blood on the spear with him. Her blood has been calling out to him and he can't wait to taste them.

"Don't tell me you've been waiting for me?" He asked instead.

"Do you still need an answer to that question right now, Dark?" Amaya said. "Well how did it go?" she added, seeing Dark's spear in his hand, gesturing towards the spear with her head. "I guess it ended in your favor."

"It did Amaya and it came with a bonus." Dark reply.

"A bonus? I don't understand. What bonus are you talking about?" Amaya asked.

"Well we made a bet that if she wins she will kill me and if I win," Dark said and shrugged his shoulders and began pulling off his clothes but first of all made sure the spear was resting on the side which the mirror was in. The trail of blood coated in the mirror disappeared. Amaya didn't notice it.

"And if you win?" Amaya demanded not liking the idea of the bet or what Dark had bet with.

"She will become my personal sex slave Amaya, I can't wait to fu.ck her." Dark announced.

"You want to bed her?" Amaya asked in surprise. "Did she tell you to do that?" She added accusingly.

"No, I told her myself. That was my own end of the bargain if I win, which I did."

"Can she take you?"

"You chased away the ladies who I wanted to fu.ck, remember?"

"That wasn't the question, Dark. You know what I mean, can she take your brutal fu.ck."

"I don't care. She has no say in this. She will give me as I want, the way I want it. I plan to use her thoroughly every night."