The beast found his love

Chapter one

Ryder Kingston stares at the men longer than he should. The frown was suddenly appearing on his face.

The men all went down on one kneel in fear of what their prince would do to them.

"Your highness, it wasn't their fault," Lucas started but it was already late.

Ryder was already transforming, his head arch backward as the process begins slowly. His arms were the first to morph quickly, displaying sharp long claws. Within seconds, a brown coat covers his light-skinned hand.

Then, faster it went up to his legs. His legs came out big and he seems to have grown taller. The clothes ripped into halves now as he surrender to the rest of the transformation, not that he had a choice anyway.

Ryder's face switch slightly until tusks were coming out and hair was fast covering all his bare parts.

Lucas knew, he knew better than staying behind. Lucas took to his heel, out of the room. He picked the key before he could close the door. He locks the door, trapping the beasts inside.

It was the least he could do if he wanted to live. The moment the beast takes control over the prince, there wouldn't be many talk. It's either he kills or he gets killed.

Lucas waits for two hours in front of the door. He prevented anyone from moving closer whenever they heard the screams of the soldiers or the wailing of cries from inside.

Most soldiers already know what the kingdom is suffering from even though the king had warned Lucas to kill anyone that discover the truth about the prince's identity.

And he had killed so many all these years that he had gotten tired of killing more.

A soft sob started slowly. Lucas place his head against the door to hear clearly what was happening inside.

He glanced at his watch and discover it's approximately three hours.

He unturns the keys and open the door again.

There, laid in between lifeless bodies, ripped skins, broken arms laid the naked prince.

When Lucas walks nearer, he looks up and he could see the tears on his face.

He wasn't crying water, he was crying blood.

"Why!" He started, "Why is this happening to me!" He yells out and Lucas turns to run out again, "What are you doing?"

He made a silent turn and shrug, "You are about to get angry. I don't want to be on your death list," he says jokily and laughs.

Ryder watch him for a moment, fascinated by his choice of words and surprise he would be laughing with the situation at hand, "Are you trying to make me laugh?"

"I can't make you sad, your highness. If you get sad, you might get angry and more of this will happen," he takes a step towards him and picks his robe.

Ryder sigh, with much frustration, " So, I'm supposed to be happy about all this? I'm not supposed to even be said that I killed my men?" His voice has suddenly gotten louder and the fine lines on his face switch slightly.

Lucas went down on one knee, "Will you just kill me now then," he whispers, then look up at him, "I will rather die by your sword than be snap into halves by the beast," he tells him defiantly.

Ryder looks around him, at the bodies of his men. He swallow hard on the lump that had formed in his chest.

"Leave!" He says and turns away. He waited for Lucas to walk out before he walks to a room linking his meeting room to his chamber.

Clad in black trousers and a black t-shirt, Ryder took the space in the window and jump out. He took the secret door he created himself out of the place into the street.

It's very late in the night but to Medgerpines, the day has just begun.

This was what he needed, all that he could get after killing his men with his hands.

He doesn't want to think much about it because Lucas was right. The more he thinks about it, the more anger he would feel.

And it was very dangerous for him.