His Queen (Royal Series #1)

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*Trigger warning*

Dante's POV

I was fuming, she didn't open the door and I knew she was in there! I had to kick it off, but when I saw her, my heart stopped. She was sobbing, laying on the bed like she just wanted to give up on everything in life, yet I didn't know why, "W-what? How- Why are you- What's wrong?" I asked, scooping her up into my arms. 

"I-I can't take this anymore! Take it away!" She sobbed, trying to get out of my hold, but I couldn't, not until I knew exactly who made her this sad and miserable.

"What, baby? What do you need?" I asked, my heart feeling as if it has been stabbed millions of times, then just ripped apart like a newspaper.

"Why does it hurt so much? Why does my heart hurt so badly?" She wept, pushing out of my arm and sprawling further onto the bed. 

"I don't know, baby. Just tell me so I can help you feel better, okay? I love you," I whispered, holding her close. Her quietly unlocked her phone, then showed me someone's story on Snapchat. It was Connor's.

I growled at what he had done to my baby girl- what he had said and put up- Only I CAN SEE HER LIKE THAT! "I'm going to kill him!" I told her honestly. Ashholes like him don't deserve to live! I'm going to punish him like he has punished Hera, I will humiliate him and make everyone mock him until he's pushed over the edge, then rip him apart!

"No, I don't want anyone to die," She mumbled, nuzzling her face into my shirt and taking a deep breath.

'Bring me Connor Wilson from Valkirye Pack. First man or woman to deliver him to me get's a position promotion!' I roared to all of the wolves in the Were-world. I don't care who brings that douche to me, I will do what I have said. I am going to kill him no matter what Hera says, he deserves nothing but pure torture and a slow, painful death. 

I laid with Hera in my arms as she calmed down, "W-where are your parents?" She asked, voice quiet and soft.

"They weren't home, just went out for a hunt," I told her, inhaling her pure flowery scent. 

"Oh... Okay," She sniffled, digging her head into my chest. "I love you,"

"I love you too, baby. If anything is bothering you, you need to tell me. Can you promise me that?" I asked, holding my pinky up in hopes she would accept my offer, in which she gladly did. "Okay, thank you, Mi Amor."

-

The next two days were strenuous for the both of us. I stayed home with Hera, helping her with everything- even just cutting a tomato, I held the knife in her hand. I wanted to keep close to her in case she wanted to do something drastic that could harm herself or the baby. If anything were to happen to either of them, I don't know what I'd do, I'd be completely worthless. I love them more than I've loved anything in my entire life, they're the most important things right now.

I laid with Hera, hoping she'd talk to me or just... Just blinking would be nice. She laid beside me, as still as a board, eyes open and staring at the ceiling. I need her to be okay, she's what makes me wake up and get on with my day, I won't be able to go on without her.

Hera's POV

I couldn't... I couldn't do any of this anymore. I felt slutty, stupid, worthless, hated, and even grossed out from looking at myself. I just... I couldn't do this. I hate myself and I know people hate me- Luke most definitely hates me again!

I didn't bother responding to Dante, even though his pleading and begging were absolutely killing me, I couldn't. I needed a minute to gather my thoughts, but they were lost... I couldn't find them.