Breeding for the King

🖤🩸"I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it's to bear his pup, and to drink from me." – Frida King🩸🖤 ~Prologue~ "Ah, Frida... just one bite. Let me drink from that precious body of yours." He said, with his fangs extending, his eyes reddened. "And then, what?" "You can lay there, with your legs apart for me your precious mate. You're going to like it, love." He said, pinning my hands to the wall and licking my neck. "Let me take away the tingling sensation, between your thighs," Wanted to get out of his grasp, but he was an original witcher vampire. The first of the firsts... rendering my Lycan powerless. My thighs were extremely wet from his words. "J-just let me go. I promise not to come back." I cried out. "I'm claiming you this instant, little mate. My urging is for you only and you can't do a damn thing about it!!" He growled at me, bringing his vampiric, witcher blood. ************************* I knew I mustn't be seen. In fact, no one must find out that I was here. But it's being really tough hiding it. The worse was when I had to bleed, and hide it somehow. It's all for a greater good though. These thoughts filled my head, as I adjusted the ropes with the other men. However, someone immediately ran towards the man in charge, with a look of panic. "Captain, there is a woman on the ship!" One of the sailors yelled. I scoffed through my disguise as he ran forward with the dress I had removed, earlier. "What? Search for her!!" he shrieked angrily. I knew the rules. That women weren't allowed on board, yet I entered. To save my people... "Check everybody thoroughly! The hairs of the new recruits especially!" he exclaimed. "Look out for the soft scents. Cause that's the one of a woman!" He said, highlighting the sets of his broken and decayed teeth. They laughed mischievously, and that made me fret for an instance. I took two steps back, tripping on some drums. "Ahh!" I yelled, immediately falling down. My hair pin rolled out of my tights, right in front of the searching men who smiled at me creepily. "There she is!" Someone grasped my hand, while I struggled in his hold. I kicked him immediately, and they all laughed. "Ah, we have a feisty one," More sinister chuckles, came from them. About three bulky men took a hold of me, totally restricting my movement. I watched as the deck head, ran to an inner room. It seemed like he went to report to someone. It didn't take seconds. He was out that instant. I shuddered on my spot, feeling my blood stir at the man who came out of the deck. It so much seemed like he was in charge. I didn't fail to notice he radiated dominance and an authoritative presence. "You bastard!" I seethed. "Tell your men to let me go this instant!" They had no idea who I was. I wasn't planning on telling them either. The leader of the crew, stepped towards me. While my Lycan threatened to come out. My hair messily covered my face, with the dirt on it. His crimson eyes flared at me dangerously. Goosepimples formed on my skin, at his aura. "What's your name, girl and how did you get here?" ~Flashback~ Five days ago, my heart was broken. I bore a wound so deep it hurt so much. My heart was terribly injured, by a news that came by. "Princess Frida, your parents are dead." Master Zu let out, bowing down with a sad expression as I sat on my little throne. My hands shook, at that piece of information. "W-what?" I stuttered. "It's impossible." I added, knowing how strong mum and dad were. I grew up, hearing the tales of how they defeated various indestructible entities. "They had a wreck on their way back. All planned from our enemy empire, The Shrekers." he continued. My elder sister, Piper, burst into the room in tears. She had always been the emotional one. "Where are the bodies?" I asked him. "There are no bodies." Master Zu admitted. "They definitely burnt it to the grounds, in the ship attack." "Then, they're not dead." I said, standing up from my little throne in my royal blue dress. My red hair was in a bun, with a tiara on it. I walked to my sister, who was uncontrollable by now. "I'm sorry..." she whispered. "I should be the one patting you, not the other way round, little sister." Piper added. "It's okay," I said. "Milady, should we send the world out to the Kingdom?" Elder Zu asked. "Let them hear the real facts." I said. "The true incidents...mind you that treacherous man is banished," I seethed immediately. My Lycan was terribly sad. She felt ashamed of herself, for the previous incidents with him. And I did too... "Your wish is my absolute command." he said, with a bow, running to deliver the message. "Where is Grandma?" I asked, Piper. "S-she's in her room, crying bitterly with Aunt Ada," I pressed my lips firmly, dismissing the burning ache I felt. That feeling that I was going to shatter any minute. "Summon me, Nynaeve." I told one of the guards, with my head still up high. "What.Are.You.Doing?" Piper asked with gritted teeth. "They are dead. Get it to your senses and stop giving us hope." She said, with tears streaking down her eyes. Mine was cold contrary to hers, and it scared me. "No." I simply said. "No?" "Mum and dad, are not people that die in a ship attack and you know that." I answered her. "Are you saying they're alive? They searched the entire place and found their belongings in ashes, dear Freda..." she trailed. "Please...don't do this to us." Piper took my hand, looking into my eyes. Her teary blue eyes locked in mine, and her blonde hair blowing softly. I ripped my hand off walking to the summoning chambers, as I saw mum and dad do. "My condolences, my Princess. Heard the news," She called out, looking as ageless as ever. Her dark and brilliant skin, with her black garment sweeping the floor. Nynaeve. "I summoned you to check something for me, Nynaeve." I said, chin up, even with an aching heart. I went straight to the point, knowing there was no time to waste. "The coins?" she outstretched her hands. I arched a brow. "Just kidding, I knew your parents so well. They were good people." As she breathed those words out, my hands fisted. I didn't like the fact that she spoke of them, in past tense. "You mean, you know them, Nynaeve." "Sorry?" she said, looking at me like I was mad. "My mum and dad are not dead. I can feel it. Our blood is stronger than you all think." I admitted. "The parts which they left in me, is very much alive...fresh." Nynaeve widened her eyes. "Impossible." She brought out her materials, beginning a ritual with some chants. All of a sudden, a vast wind began to blow and the room darkened. I began to hear Nynaeve yell so hard, in so much agony. Blood spilled from her eyes, mouth and ears. I didn't remember ever seeing her like this. "Nynaeve!" I called out. "Nynaeve!!" I walked towards her, only for the force to push me away. I activated my Lycan, running towards her again. "Snap out of it, Nynaeve!!!" At my touch, her eyes opened, and she fell. I caught her in my arms, feeling extremely bad that I put her through this. She weakly said some spells, as if she was healing herself. "What happened?" I asked her worriedly. "This is stronger than me." "Far too strong, that I fear I might die," she bitterly let out. "Why? Who's doing this to us and why?" I asked her. "I have no idea. But that place was a horror. I've never seen anything like it." Her words made me lose myself. I was so confused to the core on why she couldn't delve in what happened on the ship... "W-What do you suggest I do?" I asked confusingly. "Going find out yourself," "Can I?" I asked huskily. "It depends on how much of your dad and mum's spirit you took, dear Princess." she weakly said. "What do I have to do?" "You have to make a journey, to the Kingdom of the Shrekers. It would lead you to your path." ...