Bought by the Beast King (Katerina and hunter) novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Chapter 135

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I slipped into the kitchen quietly while a few servants were cooking. The omega’s words played on my mind. ‘Your Majesty’?

I was a princess. I’d met plenty of people on my dates who didn’t know how to address royalty properly. That omega had to be one of them. I would never be referred to as ‘Her Majesty’ in this lifetime.

The cooks barely looked at me before returning to their breakfast prep. I’d come down for food, but my appetite had vanished. The look on that man’s face lingered-that disgust and that anger. Would they all be like that once I stepped out of Hunter’s house? Was I only safe because of Nathan’s wards?

I grabbed a banana and turned to leave. My gaze landed on the kitchen table, the same place where I’d feasted on Hunter, now covered in dishes, scrubbed clean as if nothing had happened.

If I were honest with myself, I would admit that everything had changed that day, and resisting the bond felt increasingly pointless.

In the entryhall, I hesitated and glanced at the main door. I could still feel that man’s presence, as if he were waiting for someone else to bully. How did Nathan’s wards work then? It kept their bodies out but not their intent? How did his influence shatter the moment I closed the door?

Before I could move, Hunter’s murderous rage hit like a physical force from upstairs. My banana dropped to the floor unnoticed. By the time he stormed down, I already knew where he was going, even before the omega who’d stood by the door came down after him.

“I told you to stay in your room,” Hunter snarled at me before he turned towards the door.

My wolf snapped, teeth bared. She didn’t like his attitude; it made me gnash my teeth, too. He didn’t get to speak to me like that. He’d told me, so I had to listen? I had to do as he said? Part of me knew this was for my protection. I wasn’t supposed to antagonise his people or bring attention to myself. That incident at the door could have gone a different way.

But the other part of me was stubborn, remembering all the years that I’d had to swallow my words and do as I was told. It was old resentments festering at the wrong time.

Hunter wrenched the door open, and the heavy wood wobbled. The man on the other side was casually leaning on the balustrade at the side of the steps. His eyes widened when he came face to face with Hunter, and he froze, as if he hadn’t sensed Hunter inside.

I stored that information to ask later. My mind was still on the way he’d snarled at me.

“Who the fuck are you?” Hunter growled at the man outside.

He spluttered and lowered his gaze. His fear permeated the air.

“Alpha… I didn’t realise you were home. I was here waiting for you-

Without waiting to hear any more of what was obviously bullshit, Hunter walked out and grabbed the man by the throat. I’d noted the man’s size earlier, but with the way his feet dangled when Hunter lifted him, Hunter was way more impressive.

I heard a snap.

The man’s head lolled to the side just before Hunter threw him with enough force that he cleared the wide front steps. His lifeless body landed in an unnatural angle.

Hunter turned back into the house and slammed the door before coming right up to my face, his eyes blazing. I’d just seen that. I’d seen the way he ended a life without a thought. A flash of what he did to Elijah even flicked through my head. I

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should have been terrified.

But my head was still stuck on how he spoke to me. Hyperfocused, as if those other things didn’t matter.

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My fists had already curled at my sides, and heat flowed in my veins. In the back of my mind, I knew this wasn’t really about Hunter, but even my wolf was bristling. She was backing me up like we were about to unleash years of frustrations on his head.

“This isn’t a game. Do as I say, Kitty,” he growled.

I looked up, the pressure building in my head.

“Or what?” I asked.

He stilled. The snarl fell from his lips. The air charged with something else. He stepped back and sucked in a breath when his gaze fell to my clenched fists. But of course, he’d already felt all of my emotions through our bond.

“I didn’t mean it like that.”

“What did you mean, Mr Sterling?”

Hunter glanced back at the door and then at the maid still hovering near the steps. Panic rolled down the bond. The omega lowered her head and walked past us to the rooms at the back.

“I was just worried. That man could have killed you before I got to you,” he said. “My anger was not directed at you.”

“You don’t get to tell me what to do,” I said through my teeth.

Me, telling a Lycan alpha, one I’d mated, that he couldn’t tell me what to do. The part of me that knew how dangerous that was wanted to run up the stairs and hide. But the stubborn part wanted to make this point.

He could tell me what to do. He could easily use his alpha voice, and that effect would be stronger than my father’s command. But as my mate, I didn’t want that. I wanted the freedom I didn’t experience as a child. I wanted my free will.

“Understand,” Hunter said. “I’m sorry.”

My wolf folded instantly. She wagged her tail and returned to fawning over him. Without her, my anger was as useless as pissing in the wind, as Mal often said. And I suddenly felt like a child throwing a tantrum.

I turned without a word, fleeing back up the stairs, but Hunter caught me before I’d gone far. He grabbed my arm and turned me around, pinning me against the wall on the first landing.

“What’s this about?” he asked.

“Nothing,” I lied. I didn’t want to have to explain this. I was an omega, but I’d never liked being ordered around. That was the reason I’d taken suppressants.

“Aren’t you scared? After what I’ve just done?”

The body outside flashed in my head. But there was no fear. Not about that. The only fear in me was what that meant. Our bond was being nurtured every second we spent together, and that was a bad idea, especially while everything hung over our

heads.

I didn’t want to say the guy deserved it. I should have had even a little bit of sympathy for him. But I couldn’t bring myself

to pretend. It was a complete U-turn after my reaction to watching Elijah’s execution.

Was it the bond? Did mating a Lycan turn me into a bloodthirsty beast, too?

“Kitty?”

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