Morana’s body laid limb on a foreign surface, it was hard and rough pricking into the still tender skin on her back, stirring gradually she tried to remember when she had falling asleep looking around the dark box. With a rush, the memories of earlier flowed through her mind. Dread ran through her every limb the moment she realized the position she was in; her head hung from the wooden post in the most uncomfortable way, something had been pushed against her throat making it difficult to breath, she assumed the lack of oxygen was the cause of her waking. Morana couldn't feel her arms or legs anymore, she found herself struggling to move them, her body was asleep but her mind kept focused and wide awake.
This was hell, Alpha Kevin’s cell was a park compared to this. The mental torture had begun to take a toll on Morana, she began to loath her wolf and even more herself, she hated having tasted what freedom felt like, that little time of freedom and happiness she had felt, she hated it all. Hated Hontas for talking her into leaving the cell. More importantly she hated that she agreed to all of it.She had left a cell to get into Something much, much worse. In her pack she was fed, maybe not always but she was fed and allowed to live as humanly possible. But here, she knew was worse, she was put on display, naked as the day she was born, ready for slaughter.The sound of a man walking down the steps stopped her thoughts altogether, she braced herself, ready for a hit but nothing came. In a blink of an eye she was flipped over, never quite getting a glimpse of the man in question, warm rough fingers slowly touch her back, careful not to touch the wounds that were now covering the skin. There were now bite marks scattered across her body, marks she knew were not there before being captured, the men had given her these bites, Morana was not certain about the when and why all she knew was that they burned like the sun.The man slowly moved to her shoulder and then her cheek, “I'm so sorry this happened to you.” A male's voice said. Slowly she opened her now heavy eyes to see a young man squatting in front of her. He frowned as he cautiously offered a piece of bread, which she snatched with her mouth, quickly taking a bite of the dry loaf. He pushed her hair out of her face and cupped her cheek in his hand, "I want to take you away, but they will kill me if I do that. I'm only a guard, please forgive me.” She gave a weak smile in, she knew that they would kill him if he released me, she was their toy and there was no escape.Morana couldn't blame the man as he looked at her with sad eyes. His green eyes glossed over as he held a frown. “The name is Cameron." He said offering a forced smile. She tried to open her mouth and instantly regretted the idea once she felt the welts against the side of her mouth, "You don't have to speak." He said and lifted a glass of water to her lips. He placed the straw between her lips and smiled.Cameron was the first to show her care since the nice women that gave her clothes and for that she was eternally grateful. He was the one who fed her and gave her water when the others weren't looking. If it wasn't for this man, she was sure she would be dead.Morana wished constantly for a way to thank him but, another part of her wanted to die and resented him. she wanted to give up on life as I looked down at the black hair on the floor. She could see the crusted knots that had formed in it, there were strange white liquids in it from the men who didn't spill themselves in her. She squeezed her eyes close at the reminder allowing a single tear to fall from them. Cameron slowly placed a finger on my face and wiped the tear away. When she looked at him, she could see his own tears threatening to fall, “The Alpha will be back tomorrow morning. Tonight, will be the last night you will feel pain, they kill you.” He said in a low voice. He slowly cleared his throat and lifted his hand, "Do you have anyone I can tell? I saw you were marked." He said as he looked at the mark Rick had given her. Quickly she shook her head even though it hurt.Cameron looked at her confusion plain on his face for a moment but nodded as he then fed her the rest of the bread. Before he left, he turned towards her and whispered, “I can bring a tranquilizer.” It was now Morana’s turn to give a confused look, not knowing what a tranquilizer was. Thankfully Cameron went further to explain, “With it you won’t feel the pain, and you might survive” He said and looked at me, "You won't know what is going on." He said and raised an eyebrow. The offer was tempting but then she realizes she wanted to die, she only offered a small smile and a shake of the head.Morana wanted to feel the pain, she craved it, she closed her eyes and allowed her body to get as little rest as it could before the others came. This time her dreams were filled with warm weather and sunny days, she dreamed of the times she’d spent in the lakes and laying in the sun. Now, she didn't even know if it was still hot outside or not, unable to decipher if it was day or night, she couldn't keep track of how many days she had been held captive.Hontas has been silent since their arrival, ever since that first time the men had messed with her, Morana had placed er walls up to protect her wolf from further suffering, even though at that time she had despised Hontas, she didn't want her to feel or know anything. Morana wanted her safe but at this dire moment all she wanted was to hear her voice, she wanted to hear Hontas’ words so badly, ever so slowly she let the walls fall.Instantly feeling the presence of her wolf with her as she kept her head down. “I'm sorry Hontas.” she said, unsure of how she felt or what she truly wanted to say, only knowing she couldn't fight anymore. “I’m sorry Morana.” Hontas said without hesitation, “I should have protected you.” It brought tears into her eyes, she wished they had more time together. Tears fell from her eyes as she hung her head in shame. “I hope I'm paired with your soul again Morana." Hontas said in confidence as Morana slowly built the walls back up. She could still hear her whimper in her head as the connection between the two was cut off.If there was a way to set Hontas free, Morana would do it in a heartbeat. She felt sorry for Hontas for having to be bound to someone weak like herself. Hontas deserved a human who could let her run as long as she wants, and would let her be with her all the time, not cut her off all the time. The human had been guilty of keeping her away, and she'd been bound in her weak form for years. She definitely wouldn't think twice in allowing her to choose another human soul to be with.To be frank, there was nothing left of Morana’s soul, the poor thing had been blown out. There was no spark left to ignite the flames, it was a cold empty shell that was ready to depart. It greedily stolen the light from Hontas but the darkness was slowly covering her flame.It didn't take long before the sound of footsteps and low talking could be heard, "Tonight we will be saying goodbye to our lovely rouge slut." Jon's voice ringed as he grabbed a fist full of her hair and lifted her head so she could see his brown eyes, "Good Morning Princess." He said, letting it go as he walked towards the back and smacked her ass, his hand lingered on the piece of flesh as he rubbed the area he had just smacked as he started to speak, "Before we continued, you know the rules, you must un-mark her. Keeping your mark on her can lead her death back to you." Jon said.Morana could feel his hands on her naked flesh as his breath slowly fell on my skin. her body squirmed under him in fright as she watched a man walk beside him. Then, felt his teeth dig into a wound, she let out a cry as she felt an icy burn fill her body. Her heart spiked as she tried to remember to breath, it was as if the man was trying to suck the beats out of her heart. If she possessed a soul, he had just gotten a taste of it.Her heart raced as she watched two more men walk towards her. Each man's mark had the same reaction. Morana’s body was covered in sweat and her chest was aching as she tried to calm its racing. She couldn’t help but scream each time they dug their teeth in her skin and latched onto her muscle, the sucking of the wound made things harder as she tried her best to stay silent. Her breathing quickens as she leaned against the post and allowing tears to fall, Jon walked towards her and smacked her cheek as hard as he could."We aren’t done yet." He growled grabbing her chin. she only shook her head, looking away from his body. She could hear the sound of zippers coming undone and clothes shuffle off of some men around her as she closed her eyes. ‘Not again, not this.’ She started to hit her head on the wooden post trying to end everything as Jon grabbed her hair and shoved his stiff member in pass her lips. She choked as she tried to control her sobs but nothing helped as she felt someone lift her hip up and slowly push against my body. Morana closed her eyes, feeling the wooden post move under her as the pressure quickened and deepened inside her lower stomach.The pain was unbearable. Morana’s eyes opened to see Cameron standing in the shadow as drool fell from her mouth as Jon pushed his hips against her face and then away. She gagged against him, the bread she ate earlier threatening to come out.The post abruptly came undone at the bottom, giving way. Her hips fell to the ground sending pains through her stomach and cervix. Her legs stayed open from the pain as she slowly opened her eyes. she couldn't pull her body up, causing her bare breast pushed against the wooden post.She could see the other part was being pulled away as Jon grabbed a silver whip. He smirked as he brought it back and smacked it against her body. She let out a scream. He whipped her three more times before handing it to another man. Morana cast one last look at Cameron's sad eyes as everything around her turned black.The pain was numbing for a moment, she continued to hear the men speak as everything started to fade away. She was ready to let go, ready to be free. Morana was ready to see my Mother again. She welcomed the warmth with Hontas as they walked through the darkness together.Three months had passed since his departure from his pack, it was a verry unusual occurrence but he had needed to go to help find a rouge for the Black Moon pack. The moment he had received news that the girl who was responsible for Serena's death had escaped he was furious. But not as furious as when he realized she was alive to begin with! Alpha Kevin had asked all of all pack alphas what should be done to the traitor and Brandon was the first to ask for the slaughter the girl. Child or not, he had hated her. Brandon hated her more than he hated Alpha Kevin, a sorry excuse of an Alpha. Alpha Brandon pressed the gas pedal harder watching as the road became a blur, he breezed past the trees in his very shitty car desperate to get home, he’d never been away from the pack this long, and he knew better than others that a pack without an Alpha was vulnerable. Especially with a dangerous wolf on the run, he couldn’t help worry about what would happen if the girl were to get into his prop
Everything was dark, so dark, but that was not what bothered Morana. Her real issue was with the pain, Morana could not understand why she felt pain all over her body especially when she was supposed to be dead. “Why do I still feel pain? What is that noise?” she tried opening her eyes but was unable to, Morana felt like she was frozen in ice, unable to move yet she could feel immense pain, was this what hell felt like? After all she’d been through, she still somehow ended up in hell “Hontas, it really hurts” Hontas never did reply, ‘Hontas?’ Morana tried again to reach her other half, searching through her mind she came back empty, the silence caused her more pain, sending her into a panicked state. "Morana." Her mother's voice rang through, Morana jumped on Serena’s bed and grabbed a handful of her mother’s sheets pulling it up her much smaller frame. She was back in the pack with her mother chasing after her. Serena finally caught up with her little daughter, a smile tattooed on h
By the time Morana woke up again, there was no tube connected to her mouth. The beeping was lower than before but the pain was still there. She tried to control herself from wincing , slowly opening her eyes.Everything was in a haze as her eyes adjusted to the light. The first thing she saw was a tall box beside her, a green line moving up and down. Looking down, Morana could see something clipping her finger and tubes were stuck in her arm. Then, she had a looked around, noticing she was in a white room, with a thin blanket rested over her legs and stomach. Even though two sheets were under the blanket it she was freezing. Morana slowly lifted her head and winced trying to shake off the growing headache as she sat up on the bed.Her hands fell at her sides as she felt the heavy bandages against her skin. Slowly, Morana sat back down and looked back at the tube that was around her finger. After lifting the weight up, Morana became bored of it. She leaned her head back and winced as
Walking out of the pack's hospital Brandon could feel Aero's sadness, neither Aero nor himself felt comfortable leaving their mate in a bed by herself. Rubbing the back of his neck, Brandon tried to control the anger growing in him. Even though Morana couldn't talk, her action made it clear that even if she could, she wouldn't have. Brandon could smell the fear coming from her, and he knew she was afraid of him. Morana had only concentrated on Brandon when the anesthesia was in her system. He was never one to ask fora woman's attention, but he wanted Morana’s. Brandon wanted to memorize her face, he wanted to hear her voice. There were so many things he wanted to do, like telling his pack that Morana was his mate, not someone who forced their mark on her. Brandon was her true mate, and Morana was hers. 'Do you think she is upset with us?’ Aero asked sadly. Brandon only frowned and looked at his house behind the pack house, ‘Why are we keeping her a secret? Why can't we say she's our
That night Aero stayed up through the night, howling in pain whenever Brandon will spend nights anywhere that wasn’t beside his mate. The wolf wanted nothing more than to spend his time with Morana and he made know every single hour. He was unhappy that Brandon spent his nights with un-mated females, that they were welcomed in any house they stopped by.Aero hated Brandon whenever thought of Morana almost rejecting them. She was beautiful, perfect in every way and what Brandon was doing was hurting himself as well. But he couldn't help but feel disappointed, he was meant to be glad the moon goddess had given him a mate after he had lost all hope of finding one. What he couldn’t understand was why did she give him one who was afraid of him?How was she to run a pack along with him if she cowered at the mare sound of his voice? Brandon couldn't picture her being a strong Luna, she would always be in need of guarding and he would constantly be in fear of losing her. There is no way to le
It has been two weeks since Morana found out that Brandon was on the search for her and she’d stayed beside Brandon as he searched for 'Serena's daughter', keeping her secret to herself. If he only knew the dangerous rouge he wanted dead was sitting right beside him. Hontas was tasked with keeping Morana calm at all times and not allow herself to get distracted. So Morana kept her focus on Brandon.It was getting difficult to be around Brandon for long, Morana was always on edge, waiting for the moment when he would snap. Waiting for him to hurt her, but he never lost control of his anger. Brandon never even got frustrated around her. The females were long in the past but Morana had to remind herself to keep a distance from him. She should be angry; five days wasn't enough but for some reason Morana had completely forgiven the idiot. Out of all the men she’d known, Brandon was the only one who exercised patience with her. Sometimes during the day, he would say a word asking her to r
Sitting in a tub, Morana crossed her ankles while she looked at the bubbles that covered her chest. Her brown hair was up in a half pony tail the escaping hairs resting with a hot rag that was against her neck. Morana moved in the tub and looked at the white wall write in front of her. Two weeks had gone by and she had started to feel comfortable living with Brandon, Morana hadn't seen Cameron since he was appointed her Beta, since then, Brandon had been by her side this whole time. Though, today he would be leaving to the pack house so Cameron will be coming to the house to watch her. Hontas purred in Morana’s head when she lifted her arm and watched the bubbles fall down her skin, Morana couldn't help but giggle at the fluffy, soapy creation. She hadn't had a bath before, or maybe she just couldn't remember taking a bath. Brandon had made her the bath and promised to make breakfast before he left. All these seemed too good to be true, Morana couldn’t wipe the smile off my face as
Cameron and Morana watched so many movies as the snow fell heavily outside. Cameron had turned the heat up multiple times through the day but Morana was still cold. Grabbing a blanket Morana leaned against the couch and continued to watch a movie about cowboys. Cameron turned out to be quite a clown and made silly jokes throughout all the movies. The time Morana spent with him was comforting, very awkward at first but it blossomed to something warm and sweet. His jokes were funny, Morana had a hard time not laughing at him, but that didn’t make the need for her mate dwindle, she still wanted Brandon back. Cameron was very tensed at first when he sat close to Morana on the couch, but he was slowly able to relax. That was until the sun started to set, the cold wind blew against the open windows and the snow seemed to blanket everything in sight, the two sat by the window, watching the shift in the lightness outside. Very slowly Cameron turned towards Morana, his face turning serious a