chapter 2

My blood ran cold as I tried to cover my breasts with my arms.

I looked at the three males staring at me, their eyes burning with lust, and I swallowed hard. My heart was pounding so fast it felt like it would burst.

Dany kept holding Daiane, who looked horrified by what was happening.

“Dany, let me go. What are you doing?” her voice trembled.

Daiane hadn’t understood it yet, but I had.

“I told you, you stupid orphan, there would be a party here in the clearing. And you’re not leaving until my friends and I are done!” he snarled, gripping Daiane’s face tightly.

The she-wolf was already crying, and I felt a terrible rage building inside me. I glanced around quickly and spotted a piece of wood that could work as a weapon.

Caio was the first to lunge at me. I bent down, grabbed the wood, and struck him across the face with all my strength. He fell to his knees, clutching his right eye where I had hit him.

I didn’t even have time to feel relieved, because Caio moved again so fast I couldn’t keep up.

The male threw himself on top of me, his heavy body crushing mine as his hands tore the improvised weapon from my grip.

“Like to fight, bitch?” Caio snarled against my face while I heard Daiane’s screams.

I struggled beneath him, fighting with all my strength as he rubbed himself against me and laughed.

“I told you it was easy to bring them here. They’re orphans, desperate for attention!” Dany sneered.

I kept fighting Caio until I saw Paul getting up. Blood was dripping from his brow, and his expression was furious.

“Get off her. I want to be the first,” he barked, and I screamed in outrage.

By now, Daiane was already crying and screaming as Dany held her down, forcing her to sit on his lap.

“Make them stop! Please! Make them stop!” she screamed, sobbing uncontrollably.

Caio got off me and I tried to run, but Paul immediately overpowered me, turning me around and shoving up my skirt.

He pinned himself against me, his erection pressing against my backside as I thrashed beneath him.

Paul shoved one hand against my head, forcing my face sideways into the grass.

Everything around me seemed to slow down, fading into gray, as if the world itself were losing its color. I could hear the frantic pounding of my heart while my body began to surrender its protests.

Even though my mind refused to give up, Paul’s full weight bore down on me, crushing my breath. His large, strong hand pressing my face into the grass only made it worse.

That was when my body seemed to freeze, my limbs locked in place, as his erection ground against me from behind and his face lowered to my left ear.

“Do you like it, bitch? I know you like feeling me against you.”

The sound of his voice sickened me, and a nearly intoxicating hatred consumed me.

This was it. I was about to be violated by those filthy males who saw me as nothing more than trash. And nothing would ever be done about it.

Because I was just a rejected orphan. There was no father to restore my honor by killing them, no mate willing to avenge me. In truth, not even the authorities would try very hard to punish them. Because I was no one. And if I spoke up, I would only stain my own name.

I would hear things like: “Why did you run off in the middle of the night to meet with males?”

They would say it was consensual. Yes, of course they would.

I shut my eyes, trying to disconnect from what was happening, fighting not to feel, not to hear…

Until a low, sinister growl made my eyes snap open.

Paul loosened his grip on my arms and head, allowing me to lift my face slightly toward the sound of the growl that, apparently, wasn’t my imagination.

From the shadows of the forest, a massive black wolf emerged. His eyes burned a deep, blood-red, and his fangs gleamed sharp and white.

Paul scrambled off me, falling back in fear, while Caio also recoiled in terror.

I heard Dany shouting at the wolf to back away, but the beast kept advancing. His eyes promised blood, and I knew he was going to kill us all.

Because he was the Black Wolf.

The same one who had massacred his own pack.

Marius Blaine.