LOGINThere was blood all over me.
My heart pounded in my chest, it felt like it was going to burst out. I stared at Alpha Dane's heart that laid only a few inches away from the hem of my dress. Fear and terror covered my face before I jumped to my feet and ran off the stage where my wedding had just taken place.
Only one thought crossed my mind.
My mother.
We were in grave danger. We were being attacked, and the Alpha of our pack was dead together with Alpha Dane. As the other wolves fought, tearing each other apart, I rushed up the stairs to look for the way that I could take me out of here.
My wolf screamed inside me. I was lost, hurt, and unable to think straight.
I tried to shift and run, but my wolf wouldn't let me. She wanted to stay, stay where our mate was, where that cruel man still lurked in the pack house, killing other wolves.
My mate.
The thought alone felt like betrayal.
How could I be mated to someone like him? It wasn't supposed to be like this. I wasn't supposed to be tied to a man like that whoever he really was. I had seen the danger in his eyes when he killed Alpha Dane. He wasn't a man. He was a monster. There was no difference between him and Alpha Dane.
Still, I forced myself to keep running, away from the pack house, toward my home. There was a long distance left. Passersby glanced at me, some aware of the chaos, others still confused but it was spreading.
I had to get my mother out of this pack.
As I ran two guards rounded the corner up ahead, eyes wide and frantic. One of them looked at me and opened his mouth to speak, but I shoved past them, ignoring their calls.
"Luna! Stop! It's not safe out there!"
I'm not your Luna anymore.
The words burned in my throat, but I didn't speak them. I didn't stop running.
My vision blurred as I finally reached the side door that led out of the pack house. I pushed it open with all my strength, stumbling into the fading light of dusk. The world outside was no better. Fires had broken out in the eastern fields. Wolves were fighting in the distance-gray, brown, and black fur tangled in deadly combat. Blood soaked the dirt path I ran across, but I didn't let myself slow down.
Faster. Just keep going.
My legs ached. My lungs screamed. But I couldn't stop. Not now.
When I reached the house, I burst inside and searched for her. She was lying in bed, sleeping peacefully, and for a moment, I didn't want to wake her. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and beside the bed, I saw tissue papers soaked with tears.
My shoulders slumped, and my heart swelled with despair. She probably cried for a pretty good time all because she didn't do anything to save me from get married to Alpha Dane.
I stepped quietly into the room and knelt by the bed. She didn't know what was happening, but she needed to.
"Is that you, Aurora?" she whispered, her voice fragile. Her hand dropped onto my shoulder as she sensed me. "Why are you back? Has the wedding been cancelled?"
"Is everything well?" She was already sitting up.
I didn't reply for a moment. I could barely breathe as tears streamed down my cheeks. "Something's happening, Mama. We have to leave."
I knelt beside my mother, trying to steady my breath as panic still swirled inside me like a storm. Her gaze flickered to the blood on my dress, then back to my face, and for a moment, she seemed too lost to speak. I could feel my pulse thundering in my chest, the fear that I'd barely managed to contain threatening to spill over.
"Mama," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "I... I don't know how to tell you this, but..."
She reached for me then, her trembling hands resting on my arms as if trying to steady me. "Aurora... what happened? Where's your father? Where's Dane?"
My throat tightened, and I could barely breathe as I looked into her confused, innocent eyes. The truth felt like it would destroy her, but there was no way around it.
"The wedding... it wasn't supposed to be like this," I started, struggling to find the words. My heart felt too heavy, like it was being pulled down by chains. "Mama, we were attacked."
Her face paled, and she sat up straighter, her hands now gripping mine with a desperate strength. "Attacked? By who, Aurora? Where is your father? Where is Alpha Dane? What happened to them?"
Tears blurred my vision as I fought to speak. I could barely keep it together, but she needed to know.
"Mama, it wasn't... it wasn't just Dane. The Alpha who killed Dane... he killed father too. Right there, during the wedding."
Her gasp filled the room, her eyes going wide with shock and disbelief. She shook her head, clearly unable to comprehend the magnitude of what I was saying. "No. No, that can't be. Your father... your father can't...."
"I know, Mama," I whispered, my voice breaking. "But he's gone now. This other Alpha... he killed both of them. And everything has fallen apart."
I choked on the words, my chest aching with the weight of my grief. My father. Dane. All of it, gone in the span of a heartbeat. The world I had known was shattered, and now all I had was the need to protect her, to keep her safe from whatever was coming next.
"Mama, we can't stay here. We have to leave. We have to go now," I urged, shaking her slightly, hoping to break through the fog of disbelief that clouded her mind.
She blinked at me, as if she were trying to make sense of what I was saying. "But... where will we go?"
Just as she spoke, a loud thud echoed outside.
My heart jumped. I turned my head toward the front door, what used to be the front door. It now lay shattered on the floor.
The scent of my mate filled my nose, and I flinched.
"What's that?" my mother asked, turning her head.
"Let me come back, Mum." I didn't wait for her response. I turned on my heel then bolted down the hallway, my footsteps quick and frantic, my heart pounding in my ears. The house felt so silent, too quiet. It almost seemed as if everything was holding its breath, waiting for something.
He was here. I already knew it but I didn't know where he was hiding.
I kept on walking until the sight before me stopped me cold.
"Finally, here you are," I heard his voice and immediately froze. I couldn't even bring myself to turn around at first. I knew what I'd see. The monster. The man who was now my mate.
"You thought you could just waltz off like a thief in the night, and I wouldn't find you?" he added, and I turned and looked at him.
Even with the lights off, I could see him clearly. He was a monster.
Nothing more.
"Nobody runs from me, mate."
Days blurred into one another in the dark.I stopped counting after the third sunrise that never reached us. The only markers of time were the moments the iron door groaned open.They never left us in peace for long. Sometimes the guards came only to shove a bowl of thin, sour gruel through the bars and leave. Other times they hauled my mother upright and forced her to stand for hours until her legs gave out. Once they left a bucket of freezing water and ordered her to scrub the filthy floor with her bare hands while I was forced to watch.Another time they simply stood outside the bars and described, in detail, every celebration still happening above us, Carleigh’s new title, the gifts pouring in, the way the pack toasted their new Luna while we rotted below.My mother grew quieter. The bruises on her face never fully faded before new ones appeared. I lunged against the chains until my wrists bled, screamed until my voice was nothing but a rasp, but nothing changed.Mackline never ca
Before he could lunge or order the guards to seize me, I turned and ran. I bolted past the tables, past the shocked pack members, and straight toward the tree line at the edge of the property. My bare feet slapped against the grass, then the dirt as I plunged into the woods.Branches whipped at my arms and face. My lungs burned. But I kept running, deeper and deeper into the forest, the sounds of the ruined ceremony fading behind me.I didn’t know where I was going. I only knew I couldn’t stay there another second.Raymond’s roar echoed through the trees behind me.“AURORA!”But I didn’t stop.I pushed deeper, lungs burning, legs already trembling from hunger. The trees grew thicker. Roots snagged at my ankles. I stumbled, caught myself, kept going. Every breath scraped my throat raw. Behind me the heavy, purposeful strides of Raymond in full pursuit closed the gap with terrifying speed.I veered left, then right, trying to lose him in the denser growth. My vision blurred with tears a
I woke to the sound of distant music.Laughter, strings, and the deep rhythmic beat of ceremonial drums drifted through the closed window, mocking me from the main courtyard.The ceremony. Carleigh's ceremony had begun.I sat up in bed, my hands trembling with anger. Outside my window, I could see the pack gathering. Colorful banners had been strung up overnight. Flowers lined the pathways. Tables were being set with food and drink. The whole pack was out there celebrating while I rotted in this room.They were making her Luna. She would stand beside Raymond, take his hand, and be proclaimed his mate in front of everyone. And I would be here, locked away like a dirty secret, forgotten and discarded.The sound of the music increased. A joyous, triumphant melody that made my stomach churn. I pressed my hands over my ears, but I couldn't block it out. It was everywhere. It seeped through the walls, through the floor, through my skin.I paced the room like a caged animal. Back and forth.
The rest of the day passed in a hazy blur of pain, tension, and stolen comfort.After our emotional conversation, Mackline stayed only a few more minutes, holding me tightly and whispering reassurances before slipping out to avoid suspicion. The hours that followed were some of the hardest. Hunger gnawed at my stomach constantly, making me dizzy and weak. I drifted in and out of uneasy sleep, my body aching from the bruises and the isolation. Every small sound in the house made me flinch, terrified Raymond would return and escalate the punishment.But Mackline risked returning twice. The first time, she brought a small bundle of food, two sandwiches, an apple, cheese, and water. She watched with worried eyes as I ate slowly, urging me not to rush. She also gave me a painkiller she had managed to sneak from the cabinet. Her presence was the only comfort I had; Her second visit was brief. She brought more water and simply sat with me, holding my hand in silence. The quiet strength she
The next morning, I was still curled up in bed, weak and sore, when the door clicked open.Mackline slipped inside quietly, closing the door behind her then her eyes widened instantly when she saw me, pale, disheveled, and clearly in pain. "Shit", She rushed over and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling me into her arms without a word.“Aurora… what happened?” she whispered, voice full of worry. “Raymond told me that he locked you in here and warned me not to come but of course I had too. Did he.... find out about us?”"No... but..", I paused and clung to her tightly, burying my face in her neck as fresh tears burned my eyes. Her familiar scent soft and comforting was such a painful contrast to everything Raymond had done to me last night"What did you do?", She asked softly rubbing slow circles on my back.“He caught me trying to go to the bathroom,” I said hoarsely. “He thought I was trying to wash him out of me. Then now he is punishing me. No food for three days and I’m not allowe
Exhaustion eventually pulled me under, but it was a restless sleep. My body ached, my mind kept replaying the events of the night, and Raymond’s possessive hold never loosened.Sometime deep in the night, I felt him stir behind me.His hand slid slowly down my stomach, then lower, cupping me possessively between my legs. I woke with a start, still half-asleep, as his fingers lazily stroked through the mess he had left earlier.“Raymond…” I mumbled, voice thick with sleep and protest.“Shh,” he whispered against the back of my neck, his breath hot. His cock was already hard again, pressing insistently against my ass. “I told you what would happen.”Before I could fully wake up or push him away, he lifted my leg slightly and pushed back inside me in one slow, deep thrust. I gasped sharply, my body still sensitive and sore from earlier. He groaned low in his throat as he sank fully into me, the wet, slick sound of his cum from before making the slide obscenely easy.“Still so full of me,
Aurora's POVThe heavy clang of the dungeon gate echoed like a death knell, reverberating through my bones long after the guards' footsteps faded. The sound sealed me in, cutting me off from the last thread of light that had slipped through the corridor behind me. My breath caught, my pulse racing
"Fuck"Raymond’s growl vibrated against my lips, low and filthy but I failed to say anything.I was still gasping, still trying to find air around the thick stretch of him buried so deep I could feel every brutal inch pulsing inside. My walls fluttered helplessly around his cock, tender and overwor
For a second the room spun.His eyes, still blown black with lust widened fractionally. Recognition, shock then something darker and hungrier.He didn’t pull out.Instead his grip on my wrists tightened until I whimpered. “Virgin,” he repeated, voice wrecked. Like the word itself was violence.Then
I stood in the center of the room for a long moment, arms wrapped around myself, nails digging into my biceps until the sting grounded me. My mother was safe, fed, healed and not rotting in a cage. That part was real but the rest, the promises, the threats, the way my body still betrayed me every t







