Catherine pov...
I shouted when I felt a strong hit on my back, like someone pounding a piece of meat. The pain was unbearable, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. My whole body was covered in marks, and I couldn't help but cry every time they hit me again.
The air smelled strongly of sweat and fear, and my cries echoed in the room. Each strike felt like a loud clap of thunder, and my body shook with every impact.
Their punches felt like hot coals on my skin, burning with each hit. I felt trapped, like a bird in a cage, unable to escape the torment.
For once, I wished my father was here, taking the beatings instead of me. The pain paralyzed my body, and my heart raced like a frightened horse.
Finally, they stopped hitting me, and I gasped for breath, tears streaming down my face. But when I saw Alpha Lux in the room, my fear only grew. His breath smelled terrible, and I could feel the weight of his gaze on me.
I was frozen with terror, like a deer caught in headlights. His words hurt me deeply, like a dagger in my heart, and I couldn't help but wonder why I was chosen to be his Luna.
As he raged, the walls shook, and I felt overwhelmed by pain and despair. The chain around my hands fell off, and I fell to the ground, unable to move.
Two hands started pulling me, lifting my body. It felt jarring, and when I looked up, the person carrying me was a blurry figure. The sight confused me, and I struggled to understand where I was.
As I was lifted, I noticed a faint smell of sweat and dust coming from the person carrying me. The smell was strong and made me feel uneasy.
The sound of my own breathing filled my ears as I tried to calm my racing heart. The noise was overwhelming, and it made me feel like I couldn't breathe.
I could feel the rough texture of the person's clothes against my skin, and it was uncomfortable. It felt like sandpaper rubbing against me.
Although I wanted to cry, I knew it wouldn't help. I tried to relax my body from the agonizing pain by closing my eyes. It felt like a never-ending nightmare, and I couldn't do anything to stop it.
"If I keep living like this, I might never find happiness," I thought to myself. I felt myself being pushed down, and the coldness of the surroundings enveloped me. The chill was deep in my bones, and it made me shiver uncontrollably.
When I opened my eyes, everything was still blurry, and I couldn't see where I was taken. I was relieved that the swelling on my back was going down, but at the same time, I felt disoriented.
As my eyes adjusted, I realized I was inside a cage. The sight was terrifying, and it made me feel trapped.
I tried to escape while screaming, but it was useless. The sound of my own voice was muffled, and it made me feel helpless.
The men left, leaving me alone in the room to scream as much as I wanted. I looked around and noticed how messy and chaotic the space was. The sight felt like a nightmare unleashed, and it made me feel like I was trapped in a bad dream.
Feeling overwhelmed, I buried my face in my knees and smelled the scent of rust and dampness. The odor was disgusting, and it made me feel like I was drowning in a decaying sea.
As I kept my head down, I heard footsteps approaching. The sound was loud, like thunder, and it made me feel like the world was falling apart around me.
As I was lifted, I smelled a mix of sweat and dust coming from the person carrying me. The smell was strong and made me feel uncomfortable.
I could hear my own breathing loudly as I tried to calm down. The noise was overwhelming and made me feel like I couldn't breathe properly.
I felt the rough fabric of the person's clothes against my skin, and it was not pleasant. It felt like rough sandpaper rubbing against me.
Even though I wanted to cry, I knew it wouldn't help. I tried to relax my body by closing my eyes, but it felt like a never-ending nightmare that I couldn't stop.
"I might never find happiness if I keep living like this," I thought to myself. I felt myself being pushed down, and the air around me was very cold. It made me shiver uncontrollably.
When I opened my eyes, everything was blurry. I couldn't see where I was taken. I was glad that my back injury was getting better, but I felt confused about my surroundings.
As my eyes adjusted, I realized I was in a cage. It was a frightening sight, and I felt trapped.
I tried to escape and scream, but it didn't work. The sound of my own voice was muffled, and it made me feel powerless.
I was left alone in the room, free to scream as much as I wanted, while the men left. I looked around and saw how messy the room was. It looked like chaos, and it felt like a nightmare.
Feeling overwhelmed, I put my head on my knees to cover my face, and I smelled a strong odor of rust and dampness. It was a disgusting smell that made me feel like I was drowning in decay.
As I kept my head down, I heard footsteps approaching. The sound was loud, like thunder, and it made me feel like the world was falling apart.
"I recognized those footsteps, and I knew who they belonged to," I thought to myself as I heard the familiar sound. Looking up, I met the Alpha's gaze. His eyes were filled with lustful desire that scared me.
"Why won't he leave me alone?" my inner voice screamed, but I couldn't say it out loud. The smell of the cage filled my nose as I hesitated, feeling afraid and confused.
As he got closer, I heard the sound of the cage door opening behind me, making a loud clanging noise. The Alpha's smirk showed his cruel intentions and the pain he was about to cause.
He grabbed my legs firmly and dragged me out of the cage, ignoring my screams as I tried to break free. I felt his rough hands against my skin, his grip getting tighter.
Despite the pain in my back, I tried to focus on the present, pushing aside the agony. But the Alpha had different plans. He stared at my body and ordered me to undress.
With trembling hands, I held onto my pink shirt, trying to cover myself as I moved to the edge of the bed. But he was too fast. He grabbed my legs and pulled me towards him forcefully, making me feel powerless.
I fought back as best as I could, but he was too strong. He tore at my clothes, forcefully removing them, leaving me feeling violated and exposed.
As I lay there, breathing heavily, the Alpha licked his lips in anticipation, his gaze fixed on my naked body. I knew what was coming next, and it filled me with dread and despair.
"You're my wife, and you have to do whatever I ask," he sneered, his words like a cruel joke. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the horror that was happening.
He continued to lick his lips like a hungry animal, and I watched as he stared at me with desire.
Catherine pov... I sat on the cold floor, confused about what had just happened. Did he? I cried as I thought back on the event, feeling regretful and considering ending my life. The poorly lit room smelled old and felt damp on my skin. I looked up as I heard an open door. Mora approached me, and her footsteps echoed in the quiet room. She was the only person who had spoken to me since I arrived, and her presence brought a faint sense of comfort. She gave me a sympathetic look, showing that she felt sorry for me. I covered myself completely with my hands, feeling exposed and vulnerable. The weight of my shame felt heavy, like a suffocating blanket. She knelt down near me and looked into my eyes. Her touch was gentle as she tried to comfort me. She seemed unsure of how to start speaking, and I could hear her hesitant breaths as she searched for the right words. She accidentally dropped the plate of food she had brought for me and started to leave. I held her hand, not wanting her t
Catherine pov. I sat next to my bed, deep in thought about the picture I saw earlier. Luna's picture fascinated me, and I couldn't understand why I had never heard of her before. While I pondered this mystery, the door slowly opened, and Mora came into the room. Her perfume mixed with the scent of fresh flowers from the garden outside, filling the air. I looked up at Mora, and she could tell that something was bothering me from my expression. She came and sat beside me, her touch comforting. "What's on your mind, Catherine?" she asked gently. "Sometimes things just happen, and we have to accept them." I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to express my thoughts. "I keep thinking about Luna Dim," I finally said. "I want to know what happened to her." Mora's expression softened as she understood my curiosity. "It's natural to wonder," she said. "She was killed by the neighboring group, but we don't know why." I felt sadness at the thought of Luna's early death. "But why didn't Al
Catherine pov... He came towards me, looking very angry and confused. He grabbed my arm tightly and pulled me closer to him. "Never say that name again," he said angrily. He pushed me and I fell to the floor. It hurt a lot, and I held onto the painful spot. "Now get out!" he yelled. "I can't stand seeing you." In that moment, I knew I had to leave. I quickly got up and left the room without looking back. Tears streamed down my face as I closed the door. I went back to my room, feeling confused and upset. What had just happened? Why did I say that name? I was mad at myself for trying to be brave in front of him. When I entered my room, Mora was there, cleaning up. She looked at me with a smile. "You're back!" she said happily. "I was trying to make your room more comfortable. You haven't had a chance to clean up since you got here." I thanked her and sat down on the bed. Mora joined me, sitting close. "So what happened?" she asked. "Did everything turn out okay?" When she sai
Catherine pov. I noticed everyone around me was very busy, moving quickly as they went about their tasks. In the midst of all the activity, I focused on Mora. She carefully held a glass cup and placed it on each table in the large hall. When I caught her eye, I approached her with curiosity. Leaning in close, I whispered, "What's happening?" so that we wouldn't attract any unwanted attention. "Today is the anniversary of Luna Dim's death," Mora whispered back, her voice barely audible. "The Alpha holds a ceremony every year to honor her. Many packs, besides the Lycan, have been invited." I nodded, understanding the solemnity of the occasion. It was clear that the Alpha held Luna Dim in high esteem. "But why wasn't I given any tasks?" I asked, confused about why I wasn't involved. "Oh, I forgot to tell you," Mora said, glancing around the room before turning back to me. "You will be accompanying the Alpha as his escort today." Those words made my heart skip a beat. The idea of be
Catherine pov. "I tried everything I could to push him away, but he was too strong, and I had no choice but to feel helpless." As I looked into his eyes, I knew my attempts to break free were useless. His weight held me down as I struggled, but I couldn't escape. I felt completely powerless. "I wish I had the instinct to protect myself like a wolf does," I thought. My heart raced as he started undressing me, unbuttoning my dress easily. I heard the sound of his belt hitting the floor. The air was heavy with sweat and fear. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he leaned closer, his lips leaving a burning sensation on my skin. I winced as he explored my body, his hands rough and insistent. Despite my desperate cries and screams, no one came to help me. The silence was overwhelming, broken only by the sound of fabric tearing as he ripped my clothes. "I'm not interested," I begged, but he ignored my words. He continued his relentless attack, searching for my weak spot. His hands were
Catherine pov. Two weeks had passed since I last felt like myself. I started realizing my weakness, which bothered me a lot. For the past two days, I had been eating and sleeping more than usual. I was unsure of what was happening to me, but it seemed like everyone around me noticed. In the middle of my sleep, I suddenly woke up to the sound of loud knocking on my door. It was Mora, standing on the other side. "Hey," I said, realizing I had some free time and no work for the next hour. She entered my room and looked at me carefully before leading me to my bed. I could tell she was worried. "What's wrong with you, Catherine?" she asked, clearly concerned. I looked at her, still confused about my condition. "Mora, do you think I'm getting sick?" I asked, my voice filled with desperation. I stood up and walked towards her with a worried expression. As she moved around the room, lost in thought, she clasped her hands together under her chin. "So, you've been feeling weak, sleeping a
Max pov. "I scream, 'How is that possible?' as I glare at my sister, who is still grinning at me. Her approach is slow, deliberate. Her grin is still plastered on her face. 'Brother, why are you worrying so much?' she says. I take in her appearance: her wild curly hair is pulled back into a messy ponytail, her bright green eyes seem to gleam with a wicked glint, and the corners of her mouth turn up into a sinister smile. The smell of her perfume fills my nostrils, sweet and cloying. It reminds me of the false promises she's made and the lies she's told. I hear her footsteps echoing in the room, each step sounding like a warning. I can feel the tension in my muscles as she approaches me. My sister's plan is diabolical, a metaphor for the evil that is lurking within her heart. She is Alpha Lux's slave, and she plans to destroy his kingdom from within. Her goal is to take revenge on the Moon Pack for what they did to our family. My father's murder still haunts me, and I feel guilty
Catherine pov.. "Why does this have to happen to me?" I wondered aloud, sitting close to the wall of the dimly lit room. My eyes were fixed on my stomach, hoping against hope that it was all just a bad dream. The air was thick with a mix of emotions - fear, uncertainty, and desperation. I desperately needed Mora, my one and only friend, to be with me, to hold me and reassure me that this was all just a nightmare. As if in answer to my prayers, the door slammed open, and there was Mora, looking worried and concerned. I leapt into her arms, seeking solace and comfort. My head was buried in her shoulder as I sobbed uncontrollably, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want this child." She was silent for a moment, her hands running through my hair in a soothing motion. Then, she took me to the other side of the room and looked into my eyes. "Why are you crying, Cat? You should be grateful," she said softly. "This will demonstrate to everyone that you are truly Alpha Lux Luna."