After soaking in the lake for a whole hour, the heat in my body came down. I endured great pain and shifted back into my human form. It was late at night. I felt cold and hungry, but I dared not go back.
When I lost control, I shifted into my pure white wolf in the bathroom on the second floor. I made a mess of the bathroom. When Osborn came back from the nightclub and found out what I had done, I might be badly punished.
Although I might have to go hungry, sleep in the attic, and be scolded, I had to go back. I dared not spend the night outside.
During this period, our pack was not safe. It was said that some rogues could sneak into our pack at night by escaping the patrol personnel by some means.
Recently, young girls had been missing from our pack. It was said that they were all abducted by rogues outside in the middle of the night.
Since my father was killed by rogues at the edge of the territory, my brother hated rogues. Any rogues who broke into our territory would be killed. It had been two years since I heard that Rogues had entered our territory.
Why did these rogues suddenly appear and still abduct those girls in our pack? What did those rogues want to do? Even I sensed something was wrong inside.
My brother must be investigating this matter because he was so grumpy these days. I didn't know if he found anything.
Because of this, few people went out at night. There was no one on the road except those warriors patrolling. Just now, I saw them hurried to the east.
I braved the night wind and went home trembling with fear.
I was a little surprised when I walked near my home. The light on the first floor of the house was on, and I heard some crying and laughter. What's going on? Did Osborn bring a group of people back for a party? Was he going to humiliate me in front of a group of people?
When I came to the door, my face turned pale. How can there be so many strange scents?
Did the rogues break into the house?
When I was about to turn to the patrol for help, I heard Osborn’s voice.
What the hell was going on? Was he hijacked? Was he in danger? But his voice did not sound flustered at all. I was a little curious about what was going on. So I went quietly to walk to the house.
I had lived in this house for so long, and it was full of my scents. So, when I walked to the door just now, no one found me back.
I went quietly to the window on the first floor and looked in. The scene in front of me made me tremble. I stood rooted to the spot with fear. I covered my mouth to prevent myself from screaming. I couldn’t believe my eyes.
Several men were gang raping Vicky while Osborn was talking to another man. Vicky’s face was red and swollen. It was obvious that she was slapped in the face. I was confused. Didn’t Vicky chase Osborn to the nightclub? Vicky was his lover. Why would Osborn turn a blind eye to Vicky being gang raped?
I saw a man getting a blowjob from Vicky. Vicky tried to swallow all his dick and lick it all down to his balls like a lollipop, it looked like it was something impossible for Vicky to take all his dick into her mouth. She was choking and gagging lightly and maybe that made him take the lead over her head. He pulled her hair roughly and started pushing all of his dick down to her throat. Vicky’s eyes were tearing uncontrollably.
That man pulled his dick away giving Vicky some space to fill her lungs with air. Vicky inhaled and exhaled loudly as if she was drowning in water. Something like transparent liquid was coming out of his dick. He pushed her head against his dick but he let her thrust his dick into her mouth rhythm freely.
Then he flipped her on her knees again and pushed his dick deeper into her throat. He pinched her nipples making her swallow all. Vicky pulled her head, finally panting and hardly asking for some fresh air. That man pulled her chin up "everyone wants to fuck you now? Do you want some men inside your hole?" He raised his brows.
Vicky cried and her face was wet with tears. She shouted, "Please let me go. Please! I won't tell anyone about it. Let me go, please! "
That man gave Vicky a slap and said, "You know what I want to hear. Speak! I’m all yours."
Vicky cried out, "I’m all yours."
That man laughed and continued, "Follow me! Speak! Please fuck my pussy."
Vicky wailed, "Please fuck my pussy."
As soon as Vicky finished her words, that man fucked her hole roughly making her plead to stop.
He pushed his dick deep and rough while pulling Vicky’s hair back to him as if riding a horse, saying, "you are my doll now. My slave. Got that bitch?" He hollered at her. And Vicky was moving her butt in rhythm with his thrust.
That pushed his dick harder and rougher. He slapped Vicky’s ass and said, "Do you like this ride? Bitch?"
Vicky shook her head and sobbed, "No!" That man slapped her ass again. "Say, 'Yes, daddy.'" He pinched her nipples roughly.
"Yes, daddy." Vicky burst into loud sobs.
When Vicky was crying, another man approached her with an evil leer.
Vicky’s face turned pale, and she knew what would happen next. She shook her head and cried, "No!"
She struggled hard, but to no avail. The two men adjusted their positions. One thrust his dick in Vicky’s mouth while the other was pushing his dick inside her pussy at the same time.
I couldn't bear to watch anymore. Although Vicky always bullied me, I didn’t want to see her hurt in this way. Being gang raped was too cruel for a woman.
Why would Vicky rather beg these rogues for mercy than Osborn for help? Moreover, Osborn looked familiar with those rogues. Even if his lover was gang raped in front of him, he could chat with those rogues in Vicky's cry. This was too strange.
As the alpha in the pack, Osborn should not have this attitude towards rogues!
What exactly was his relationship with these rogues?
Osborn’s POVVicky's moans echoed in the living room.She was one of my lovers. A few hours ago, she was still having a good time with me. Now, she was gang raped by rogues. But I had no sympathy for what she was experiencing at the moment.Because of her father, the missing girls in the pack might be suffering somewhere now.Fortunately, Tracy was not at home now. Tracy was adopted and thus unrelated to me by blood.Since my father, Randolph, the last Alpha of our pack, was killed by rogues, I and Tracy had depended on each other for survival. Teresa, Tracy's mother, died in childbirth when giving birth to Tracy, and Aesop Tyler, Tracy's father, was the Beta of our pack. He was my father's best friend, but he betrayed our pack. He was finally killed by Kincaid.Moreover, everyone was little known about Teresa. They only knew that she was Aesop's mate. She also seldom interacted with others and no one knew where she came from.The news that Teresa died in childbirth was also told by
I never thought that my father would die. On the night when I came of age, my father was killed by rogues.When I hurried home, I only saw my father's cold body. The warriors on patrol said that they smelled a strange scent at the place where my father's body was found. Therefore, they concluded that my father died at the hands of rogues.At that time, I was young, and immersed in sadness, and I believed in what those people said.After my father died, I had to shoulder the future of the whole pack and take responsibility for my people. When I really became the leader of the pack, I found that it was so tiring to become an alpha.Under the protection of my father, I had always lived a carefree life, and I was not clear about the affairs of the pack. Now I had taken over many things at once, and I didn't know how to deal with them.At that time, both Beta Otto and I just came of age and had no experience. After half a year, when I really had a general understanding of the situation in
I was upset and planned to have a drink in Night's Café. But in the toilet compartment of the nightclub, I saw Harrison covered in blood. I recognized him at a glance. After all, he was the notorious leader of rogues. Why did he appear here? What did he want to do?When he saw me, he did not escape, but walked towards me with a smile. Although he was covered with blood, he still looked calm and calm. Indeed, as the rumors said, he was a complete madman and a dangerous person.He came up to me and stopped. I was tense and ready to fight at any time.What surprised me more was that he asked me for help. I was stunned. I couldn’t believe what he said.He told me that he was being chased by Kincaid. His deputy, Grover, betrayed him and worked with Kincaid to kill him.He said he was hiding here just to wait for me. He bore the suspicion of killing my father, but he came to me. I didn't understand why Harrison was so bold. Even though Kincaid and I were enemies, it did not mean that I woul
Tracy’s POVI held my breath and stood outside the window, shivering. If they found me, I would be dead meat. Even if I was not killed, I might become their sex slave just like Vicky.I thought of a terrible thing. Were those missing girls also captured by them as sex slaves? Were they tortured like this? And what role did my brother play in this? He was the alpha in our bag, and our father died at the hands of rogues. Did he forget the blood feud between us and rogues? How could he collude with rogues?When did he get in touch with these rogues? Why did he do that? How could he use the girls of our pack to trade with those rogues!I quietly watched what happened inside, trying not to make a sound. I wanted to leave, but I couldn't move. Although I thought the gang rape inside was cruel, I couldn't take my eyes off the people inside.After a while, most of these men went to the sofa next to rest. Only one man was still playing with Vicky.That man went up and said a few words to Osbor
This was ridiculous! My brother, Osborn, was my mate. The only person I feared most was my mate. When I was a child, when I was in despair, I dreamed that I would find a mate to take me out of my pack in the future. Later, as I grew older, I was rarely allowed to go out of our house. I gradually gave up the idea of looking for a mate. I thought that I would never find a mate in my life, and I would be tortured by the heat every month until I dead.No wonder wetness pooled between my legs when I saw my brother having sex with Vicky. It was not because I was dissolute, but because my wolf smelled the scent of my mate. I went into heat when my mate was fucking another woman.Everyone knew that My brother, Osborn, had many lovers. His lovers talked about how big his dick was and how good his skills in bed in public. It was known that he was lecherous.I didn't expect such a terrible man to be my mate. Besides, he was my brother. I couldn't accept sleeping with my own brother. That was com
I went into heat! I felt I was burning. So hot! I took off my wet dress and moved my hand on my boobs and squeezed it. I imagined that my mate was squeezing my boobs now and I moaned loudly.Then I took off my bra slowly. I moved my fingers on my erect nipples and pinched them. But it couldn’t satisfy me.Then I took off my underpants and moved my finger to my wet pussy touching slowly from above my G-string carefully. I did it carefully because I didn’t want to lose my virginity. I moaned his name.Very soon, I had an orgasm. I just breathed a sigh of relief, but another wave of heat rose again in my body. I know that an orgasm couldn't satisfy me. This was the torture of the estrus. During this period, I smelled the scent of my mate, but I didn't have sex with him or be marked by him. It made me feel worse.I gritted my teeth and prepared to jump into the lake again. But when I looked up, I saw a familiar man standing under the tree not far away and looking at me quietly.I froze in
Osborn’s POVIn fact, I knew Tracy was back as soon as she got home, because I clearly smelled a sweet and sour scent which seemed to remind me of orange. I loved oranges. That was the scent my mate had.I was relieved to find Tracy was not at home when I brought Harrison and his men back. I didn't expect Tracy to come back at this time.I was extremely worried. Although Harrison and I had reached an agreement, these rogues were very cruel. They might eat their words and became my enemies at any time.I knew that cooperating with them was like asking a tiger for its skin. But now the situation in the pack was very critical. I had to cooperate with them. I wanted them to make trouble to hold Kincaid back and buy me more time. I couldn't ensure that I could get out of it unharmed. I was not sure I could protect Tracy in front of them. Therefore, I didn't want them to see Tracy. I just hoped Tracy could leave soon.Listening to Vicky's moans in the living room and looking at the scene of
I felt my eyes widening when I took in the state of her wolf in front of me, my heart aching out for her. This was the first time I had seen her in the wolf form. She was a pure white female wolf. In the moonlight, her white figure seemed to sparkle. But her fur was thin and matted, her wolf incrementally small and fragile and she looked like she had been starved for months.She was obviously unhealthy.Even so, when my wolf saw her, he couldn't help roaring inside me. He was excited. He couldn't wait to jump out of me. He wanted to comfort his mate who was in a panic at the moment, and mark her.But I couldn't help feeling sad. I asked her to stay at home and prohibited her from going out just to protect her. I had never maltreated her. Why was her health so bad?Recovering from the sadness, I saw that she had run far away. I suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood. Tracy was bleeding. Her physical condition was so poor. Frequent form shiftis wpild cause great harm to her body. She m