A night with my ex-husband’s step brother

The world that we live in is complicated there are different Kingdoms for all the different species, there are two Werewolf Kingdoms, one Vampire Kingdom, one Witch Kingdom, and one Lycan Kingdom. The rest of the world is humans. The humans don’t know about our kind because of the no man’s land separating every Kingdom and the Humans. We have cloaks on each Kingdom so the humans can’t find the different species. We all live in peace and stick to our territories. There have been a few fated mates that were from different species, but it doesn’t happen often to keep the balance in place. Each Kingdom has a Special force of warriors. The warriors go out on missions when one race is too active in the human world or when there are humans being murdered or abducted. It has been my dream since I was a young pup to be part of the Special Forces of one of the werewolf kingdoms, I am a daughter of an Alpha. I knew I was never going to be the Alpha of my pack so I wanted my own purpose in life. There are a few Alphas under each Alpha King to control all the packs. My father was one of the Alphas under Alpha Kind Nikolas in our Kingdom.

It was almost my sixteenth birthday and I have been chained to a wall for a little over a year. I was chained at my ankles and wrists with silver chains that prevented me from healing myself and suppressing my scent so I couldn’t be found. They would give me injections every few days with different concoctions like silver and wolfsbane, mistletoe, and things I did not even know. I would be unconscious for days. I have built quite a tolerance against it now, so they have increased my dosage. Sometimes they would even burn me with a metal stick or their brand and throw silver powder on the wounds to prevent it from closing and eventually leaving an ugly mark. I had lots of scars on my back and on my inner thighs near my lady bits. I had a branding on my left breast on the side with their pack symbol and one on my lower back. They have even broken most bones in my body but focused on my legs, arms, and ribs. I don’t know how long I will be able to take this anymore. It’s been over a year and I am afraid of the day that they will either take my virginity or kill me. I was so emotionally drained and thought there was no way in this world that I would ever get out of this stinking cold cell alive. There was no hope. I had just taken one of the worst beatings of my life and the blood was dripping from my mouth and nose. They rapped me 5 times today and my whole body was screaming in pain from the assault it received. I was dangling from chains and my feet couldn’t touch the ground. Suddenly there was a loud bang and the door burst open ten men dressed like a swat team came into the cell but my eyes were almost swollen shut so I couldn’t see their faces properly.