Offered to the lycan Kings

Chapter 26

Elena's heart raced with panic as she regained consciousness and realized her predicament. She frantically scanned the room, searching for any sign of the kings, but they were nowhere to be seen. Her immediate instinct was to escape, but that hope was dashed when she realized she was chained to the bed.
Desperation welled up inside her as she tugged at the restraints, testing their strength. It was clear that escaping from her current state was impossible. Elena sank to the floor, her mind racing with thoughts of what had happened since she'd been captured by the scouts. they had brought her back to the king's castle and what they intended to do with her now. Fear and uncertainty gnawed at her as she waited for some answers, dreading the moment when the kings would return.
That night, the ruthless kings returned to their chambers, their thoughts consumed by the anticipation of Elena's awakening. They couldn't help but wonder how she would react to her new predicament. Her transformation into a Lycan female had taken them by surprise, and they were eager to see her again, even though they knew she might be scared.
As they entered the chambers, they noticed Elena on the floor, curled up in the corner, her eyes distant and unresponsive. Alaric growled a command, calling her attention, but she didn't acknowledge them. Dreagan, growing impatient, issued another, more demanding command, but still, Elena remained unresponsive.
Their patience wore thin as they stormed toward her, their imposing figures casting long shadows in the dimly lit room. They couldn't tolerate disobedience from their omega, even if her recent transformation had left them bewildered. Understood, here's the continuation: Taken aback by Elena's fierce growl and disobedience, Alaric's patience snapped. He gripped her by the arm, intending to force her to acknowledge them. However, Elena wasn't about to submit easily. With a ferocious growl of her own, she warned them not to touch her. Alaric, unaccustomed to such defiance from their omega, reacted swiftly. He slammed her against the wall, making it clear that her behavior wouldn't be tolerated.
"Don't think just because you somehow turned into a Lycan, we will let you get away with talking to us like that," he snarled. Elena clawed at Alaric's hands, struggling to breathe, her eyes filled with defiance. It was her Lycan side that eventually overpowered her, turning her head in submission. Alaric released her, satisfied that she had learned her place, but Elena was left coughing and gasping for air, her disobedience clearly costing her dearly. The kings loomed over Elena, their eyes filled with a mix of anger and curiosity. "Now tell us where you've been hiding, little one," they demanded, their voices commanding and cold. They expected an explanation, and they weren't willing to wait any longer.
Elena hesitated for a moment, her fear mixing with a newfound determination. She knew she couldn't reveal the truth about her escape into the forest. Instead, she replied, "I've been... lost. I didn't know where to go."
Alaric leaned in closer, his piercing gaze locked onto Elena's. "Lost, you say? For months?" Elena nodded, trying to maintain a facade of vulnerability while her lycanthropic instincts whispered to her to be cautious.
Dreagan, with a skeptical expression, added, "And why didn't you come back to us? We've been searching for you."
Elena thought quickly, weaving a tale of survival and uncertainty. "I was scared. I didn't know if you'd still want me after the rouge that's why I disappeared like that. I've been trying to survive on my own."
The kings exchanged glances, seemingly considering her words. Their possessive instincts were at odds with their desire to hear the whole story.

Dreagan finally spoke, his tone softer but no less authoritative. "You are ours, Elena. You should have known we would never abandon you. We'll have to punish you for running away."
Elena shivered at the prospect of their punishment but knew she had to keep her secrets hidden. She nodded and lowered her gaze, her submissive posture a facade to protect her true self.
The kings, satisfied with her apparent submission, shared a wicked grin. They may not have uncovered all of Elena's secrets, but they had her back in their grasp, and they intended to make sure she never ran away again. The kings looked at her and said I hope you ready for your punishment Elena's heart raced as the kings' smirks revealed their delight in her fear. The prospect of punishment sent a chill down her spine, but she had to maintain her facade. She lowered her head in submission and whispered, "I'm ready for my punishment, my kings." Dreagan and Alaric exchanged glances, their amusement evident. They took a moment to relish the power they held over her before Dreagan said, "Good. We'll decide your punishment shortly. For now, you'll stay right here, where we can keep an eye on you."Elena nodded obediently, her mind racing with thoughts of escape and survival. She knew she had to play the role of the submissive omega, even if it meant enduring their punishments As the kings left the room, Elena was left alone, chained to the bed, her thoughts a whirlwind of plans and fears. She needed to bide her time, waiting for the right moment to make her move As Elena contemplated her escape, the intoxicating scent of the kings that lingered in the room finally registered in her mind. She couldn't help but inhale deeply, feeling a strange mixture of attraction and fear. The scent was overwhelming, a heady blend of power and dominance that sent shivers down her spine.
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Elena refocused on her escape plan. She knew that getting away from the kings was the only way to ensure her safety and protect herself