Betrothed To A Beast

Crown kingdom> Castle.

"Princess Anastasia, his majesty, doesn't want to be disturbed before his outing," the chief butler said, walking behind her.

Anastasia swiftly turned to him and he halted his steps. She was in her usual glory with her blonde hair loose and a flowery tiara on it;her beautiful white gown which was embedded with gems at the lower part and that made her look more dazzling.

"I don't care what you say, I'm going to his room" Anastasia smiled, displaying those deep dimples of hers.

"His majesty said so,not me"

"Princess I insist-"

Before he could utter another word, she raised up her gown and began running down the long hallway.

"Catch me if you can," Anastasia laughed.

The chief butler gasped and wore an exhausted look. "My princess,don't make this hard for me"

He ran after her but she wouldn't stop running to her father's room.

"My p-princess, I'm too old to be running like this" the chief butler was gasping loudly and sat on the floor.

"My p-princess!" He cried out and stood up, continuing the chase.

****

The King's room>

Anastasia wasn't stopped by the guards at the King's doors. They instead announced her visit and opened the doors for her.

"Father" Anastasia called and walked in to see her father, dressed up for the ball at the Hastings Kingdom.

"Ana,my baby," King Sawyer smiled at his daughter. He was not only a powerful king but harsh as well but never to Anastasia.

He walked to her and hugged her, the chief Butler rushed in and King Sawyer gave him a deadly glare.

"You look really handsome, father," Anastasia giggled as adjusted the collar of his royal garment.

"Thanks, Ana," King Sawyer smiled.

Anastasia had an ulterior motive behind the compliment and it was to attend the ball with him.

"Father..."

"I know what your request is and it's a big NO from me" King Sawyer refused bluntly.

Anastasia gasped. "I haven't asked"

She pouted her cute pink lips in annoyance, she thought persuading him would work but he had remained adamant.

"Papa, please"

"No!" King Sawyer remained firm on his decision. He didn't want to attend the ball either but it was his duty.

"Bye, Ana" King Sawyer pecked her forehead and walked away before she could use her charms on him.

Anastasia sighed in defeat. "I just wanted to see Damon"

****

Hastings Kingdom>Midnight.

The ball was going on cheerfully and everyone was in their best dresses, they were chattering joyfully till he climbed down the stairs.

The whole hall became quiet, this was something the King himself had never achieved.

Damon Hastings was the only prince of the kingdom but the most feared because of how many deaths he had caused. He was better known as the Beast who killed over a thousand people in a day.

That was the year when people began fearing him and even the king, his father was not excluded.

Damon looked like a demi-god as he reached the last step,he was the god's creation and total partiality. He was too handsome and beautiful to even exist.

Those features really didn't matter because he was the devil himself, cold and heartless.

With his cold eyes, he looked forward and ignored the unnecessary stares on him. He walked to a table covered with wine bottles and he served himself.

After a few minutes, the ball became as cheerful as it was but no one dared get close to him.

Meanwhile, Anastasia had reached the ball. She sneaked out of the castle and came there.

She was putting on a veil to conceal her identity.

'Father, forgive me'

Anastasia looked around for Damon,she had the image of his younger self in her mind. Damon used to be fat, cute, kind and playful.

She knew him until they awfully separated.

She went to touch a fat man thinking it was Damon.

"Damon" Anastasia smiled but to her dismay, it was someone else.

'F×ck'

"I'm sorry" She apologised and continued looking around but suddenly she mistakenly bumped into something really hard.

"Sh×t!" Anastasia cussed and turned to see a man's chest.

"F×ck, I'm so sorry. Sh×t, why am I cussing so much?"

The veil fell off her face and raised up her gaze and it met a set of dim, dark eyes.

She stared at his face and was awestruck to see someone so handsome but scary at the same time.

Anastasia took a better gaze at him,those eyes despite the darkness and death in them,reminded her of no one but Damon.

"Diamond" Anastasia called him, like she used to.

Damon looked down at her and his body stiffened, there were no emotions in his eyes as he stared at her.

"Damon, do you remember me?, it's Ana" Anastasia smiled and tried touching him but he stepped back.

She was shocked at how much her chubby,old friend had changed into such a walking art masterpiece.

Damon was growling inside at his Beast to 'Shut up'

'Blake, Shut up, I command you!'

Anastasia was still trying to touch him when her father caught her.

"Anastasia, what are you doing here?" King Sawyer scolded and pulled her away.

"Damon" Anastasia called desperately but was dragged away by her father. "Damon!"

Damon clenched his fists and slowly growled, his eyes darkened and his aura became colder.

'She can't be my mate'

'She's our mate' Blake responded.

****

Two days later>dining room.

Damon was seated, and King Sawyer was two seats away from him.

King Sawyer was shivering from where he sat, he might be a powerful king not up to the Beast.

"W-Why did you call me here?" King Sawyer stuttered, even though he was fighting that fear in him, the atmosphere was too cold and hostile.

"I want your daughter as my bride," Damon replied, coldly.

King Sawyer choked on his own saliva. "What did you say?!"

"I will never give my daughter to a monster–"

Damon instantly grasped King Sawyer's neck, his speed was unrealistic. King Sawyer's eyes widened as the claws of Damon pinched the nape of his neck.

"I didn't ask for your opinion, she will become my bride or else;I will take everything from you and drink each drop of the blood of your people and then grind their flesh in between my fangs"

"Then your throne will be next"

King Sawyer was shivering under his grasp, the fear was so great that he could feel his pee threatening to drop.

"That woman is mine" Damon grimaced, his words were emotionless.

"S...S...She is y-yours" King Sawyer shivered and couldn't hold his pee anymore. It wet his clothes immediately.