Offered to the lycan Kings

Chapter 28

Elena stayed curled up on the floor refusing to eat anything the king bought after her punishment a couple of weeks ago Despite their ruthlessness, the kings couldn't ignore the fact that Elena's refusal to eat was detrimental to her health. Faced with her persistent resistance, Alaric's patience wore thin. He sternly growled, "Enough of this stubbornness, Elena. You will eat, whether you want to or not.
Dreagan, his expression hardened, added, "We won't allow you to harm yourself out of spite. It serves neither of us."
In a last-ditch effort to assert their control, the ruthless kings decided to take a different approach. Alaric gripped Elena's chin, forcing her to meet his intense gaze. He snarled, "You will eat, Elena, or we'll find a way to make you."
Dreagan's eyes flashed with a dangerous glint as he added, "Don't test our patience, little one. You won't like the consequences."
They hoped their menacing words would finally break her defiance, as they were determined to ensure her well-being, even if it meant using their ruthless tactics. Frustration gnawed at the kings as Elena remained unyielding as if she had shut herself off from the world. Alaric's grip tightened on her chin, but she refused to react. Dreagan exchanged a concerned glance with his brother, realizing that their ruthless methods might not be effective this time.
They released her and exchanged a silent conversation, knowing they needed to try a different approach to break through Elena's emotional barricade. Despite their attempts and punishments, Elena remained unmoved in that corner for four long weeks, refusing to eat. The kings grew increasingly worried and frustrated as her health deteriorated, but she remained resolute in her defiance. They couldn't bear to see her waste away like this, and it was clear that their ruthless tactics were having the opposite effect on her. Desperation washed over the kings as they found themselves begging Elena to eat. It was a move they never thought they'd make, but Elena was no ordinary individual; she was their mate. They pleaded with her, promising that they would do anything if she just took a bite of food. It was a rare moment of vulnerability from the ruthless rulers, driven by their Lycan's love for her and their fear of losing their precious omega. With the little energy she could muster, she whispered, 'Leave.' The kings, hearing her, weren't entirely sure, so they sought clarification. 'What was that?' they asked. Elena growled out with as much strength as she could muster, 'I want you both to LEAVE.'
Taken aback by Elena's words, they couldn't deny her request any longer. It pained them to see her in such a state. They exchanged a look and silently left the room, leaving Elena alone in her corner." Elena finally turned to look at the food they had left as the door closed behind them. She couldn't believe that they had begged her and actually listened to her request. Hunger gnawed at her, and she slowly began to eat, her body grateful for the nourishment after weeks of refusal. Elena's nights had been restless, filled with dreams of a beautiful woman who claimed to be the Moon Goddess herself. In one of these vivid dreams, the Moon Goddess revealed herself as Elena's mother, the mother to all omegas and lycans. It was a revelation that shook Elena to her core. In her dream, the Moon Goddess spoke with warmth and love, hugging Elena as a mother would. She explained her purpose, her divine task, and her heartbreak over the treatment of omegas. The Moon Goddess shared her sorrow about the diminishing numbers of lycan females, a result of the lycan males' belief in their own superiority.
With a sense of duty instilled by the Moon Goddess, Elena awoke with a newfound determination. She understood that her mates, Kings Dreagan and Alaric, had hardened hearts, and it was her destiny to change them. She knew it wouldn't be an easy journey, but she was willing to try, not only for herself but for the future of all lycans and omegas. With

newfound hope and a sense of purpose, Elena awaited the next opportunity to interact with the kings, determined to slowly but surely chip away at the walls they had built around their hearts. The next morning when the guard who usually brought her food came she requested to talk to the kings The guard, surprised by Elena's request, nodded and quickly left her chamber to convey her message to the kings. It didn't take long for Kings Dreagan and Alaric to arrive, their expressions a mix of curiosity and uncertainty.
Elena looked at them with determination in her eyes, silently vowing to carry out the Moon Goddess's mission. She knew she needed to tread carefully and find the right words to break through their stony exteriors. With a steady voice, she finally spoke, "My Kings, we need to talk." Elena, her voice determined, broke the silence. "My kings, what am I really to you guys?" Taken aback by her question, the two kings exchanged a look.
King Dreagan spoke first, his tone less harsh than usual. "You are our omega. Elena looked them both in the eye, her gaze unwavering, and repeated her question, "Am I just your omega, or am I something more than that to both of you?"The two kings exchanged glances, their expressions shifting from surprise to contemplation. After a moment of silence, King Dreagan spoke, his voice carrying a rare tone of vulnerability, "Elena, you are not just an omega or a toy to us. You are our mate, our equal, and someone we care deeply about."
King Alaric nodded in agreement, adding, "We may have been ruthless, but having you in our lives has changed something within us. You mean more to us than we ever thought possible." Elena couldn't help but notice the sincerity in their voices, and for the first time in weeks, a glimmer of hope sparked within her.