Chapter 1

Danika pov

A whimper escapes my lips as the pain mixed with arousal torments my body. I ball my hands tightly into fists and grit my teeth , fighting the urge to scratch every inch of my skin 

My body feels like it's been set on fire. It's scorching from the heat.

A moan slips past my lips when another wave of bitter sweet arousal sweeps through me and I double on the bed.

My legs are chained at the foot of the bed. I can't escape. He made sure of that—the devil who imprisoned me here.

My tears wet my cheeks, flowing freely. I don't know if it's because of the pain or the frustration I feel. I am helpless and hopeless. It's been three long days of pure torture. I have cried, screamed and even begged but every attempt has been proved futile.

I feel my word crumbling, falling apart but what breaks me even more is the fact that we invited the devil into our homes or rather,my father did.

The sound of approaching footsteps echo and attempt to stifle my cries. A moment later,the door is pushed open and he comes into vision,a victorious grin plastered on his face.

“ Danika,”Lucan,my step brother and tormentor, calls in that sweet sickening voice that makes me want to throw up. Behind him,a woman I recognise as the pack doctor follows.

“ The doctor is here to check if your womb has descended enough to breed.”He announces with a big smile on his face. My stomach churns and the urge to vomit overwhelms me but, I  hold it in.

I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble for myself and end up punished. I have not recovered from the last punishment I received when I tried to rebel against him.

The lady steps forward and sets her briefcase by the bed. I watch with lidded eyes as she retrieves a pack of surgical gloves and puts them on.

“ Be a good girl and listen to the doctor. It's the only way to make the pain go.” Lucan mutters and I feel disgusted just thinking about what he is insinuating.

I repeat the process we have been doing for the past three days. Using my knees and elbows,I assume a kneeling position and spread my legs apart. The doctors two fingers insíde my soaked confines and an unrestrained moan tears through my lips.

I hate myself for reacting that way —like a needy slut,but I can't help myself.

Lucan has kept me intoxicated with heat triggering medicine for three torturous days.

A moment later,the lady withdraws. I slump on the bed just in time for another wave of heat to hit me. I scream out loud and let my tears flow freely. I have never been humiliated to this extent all my life. 

As the only surviving child of the Alpha of White moon pack,I was used to being praised, loved and respected. Things changed three days ago. 

“ It seems you are finally ready to carry my pups,Danika. Isn't that wonderful?” Lucan says, giving me a predatory look that makes me cringe.

I watch as he empties his pockets and begins unclasping his belt.

“ Please, Lucan. Let me go.” I plead with my tear stained face. Lucan pauses then lifts his eyebrows at me.

“ Let you go? I have been planning for this moment for years and you want me to let you go?” He taunts. I know begging Lucan is akin to shouting to a deaf person. It's useless.

Begging is something I never thought I'll ever do in my life but at that moment,no amount of dignity mattered.

“ I am still your sister.” I whisper amidst my pain. Lucan answers me with a mocking laughter.

“ Sister? I never saw you as one. Just an object of my fantasy and that's what I am doing now. Fulfilling my fantasies.” Lucan taunts. I feel sick to the stomach from his confession.

“ You shameless bastard. My father won't let you go when he learns about this.” I scream at him,using the only name he seems to respect.

I expect a crack in his smug expression but what I see is a smile painted with sheer mockery.

“ Preach Danika. No one is saving you from me. The sooner you realise that the better you stop struggling and give in.”

Lucan replies,a dangerous glint flickering in his eyes.

“ You want to run from me? Who will you run to? Daddy dearest is no longer here to help you.” Lucan declares smugly. Something about his words rub me the wrong way. I ignore the pain,the heat and narrow my gaze at him.

“ What happened to my father?” I ask,my voice rich with suspicion. 

“ You didn't hear the pack bell ring? Daddy dearest is dead. Torn piece by piece by rogues.” He answers casually as if he is talking about the weather but not the death of the man who raised him.

“ I was starting to worry he will live forever so I gave him a little push to hell.” He adds with an evil grin.

My stomach drops and my mouth hangs low open.

“ You killed my father?” I ask with a trembling voice.

“ Technically,I didn't. The rogues did. You can’t accuse me.” 

“ You bastard!” I curse him. “ You killed my father. I won't spare you!” I scream,thrashing about. 

I try to lunge at him but his powerful hands pin mine over my head,his grip painful.

“Bastard?” He repeats as if testing the name on his lips.

“ I never said I wasn't one so you better be good now or I won't be so nice to you.” he growls and I flinch at the danger laced in his words.

I glare at him hatefully but my spiralling emotions seem to feed his ego.

“ Don't think I can't hurt you because I lust after you, Danika.The only thing I need from you is your virgin pussy and your fertile womb to breed my pups. The rest of the body is as useless as your pathetic life.” Lucan snarls dangerously. 

“ You are a murderer!” I scream at him and he chuckles.

“ That's right. My hands are covered in so much blood I don't mind taking another life. Killing is like a hobby to me. I am the one who killed your brother with my own hands and staged a rogue attack to fool your stupid father. He believed everything like the dumbass he was. 

It's such a pity your father never listened to your suspicions.” Lucan confesses and I suddenly feel like I have been robbed of all blood 

He killed my brother. He fucking killed my brother.

I always suspected it, always thought that things didn't add up but my father was too blind to notice the truth.

He housed his son's murderer and indulged him, calling him his son.

“ Do you know how satisfying it was to watch that senile old man treat me like some precious treasure? I shouldn't have missed the pleasure of seeing his reactions after knowing that I killed his son with my own hands.”