The Nightmare

I tossed and turned in bed throughout the night due to a series of nightmares. Just before dawn, I started dreaming again and found myself deep in the forest. It was an unfamiliar territory.                                                                    

I was walking in my nightgown when I heard someone call my name behind me. I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned my head to see Luther walking toward me.                                  

To my surprise, he was wearing a soldier's uniform. I waited for him as he walked up to me.

"Luther, why are you wearing a soldier's uniform? Have you become a soldier?" I asked with surprise.

He looked at me with a smirk and said, "I am not a soldier, I am just wearing it because of you," he replied.

"Because of me?"

"Yes, because of you," he reiterated.

"Why because of me?" I asked as my brows creased with a confused expression.

"Because I will always be with you to protect you," he replied.

"Protect me? Do I look like I need protection let alone you protecting me? I am not your wife or girlfriend, so, stop being delusional! Before you think of protecting me or anyone else, I will strongly advise you to focus on yourself and work on yourself to be a better person!" I snapped.

"Why should I work on myself? I am the first son of Alpha Don. I will soon take over the leadership of the Shadow Pack as the Alpha when I turn eighteen. I am perfect the way I am," he said with a smile as I rolled my eyes.    

"I have been well trained for my leadership role, so, I am perfect to be the Alpha of the pack. I certainly don't need to work on myself, so, stop talking trash!" he said with an angry tone of voice.

"Well, even though you may be well trained and qualified as the Alpha of the pack, you need to still work on yourself, especially your attitude which is very awful," I replied.

"What is wrong with my attitude? I am brave and strong and everyone respects me. No one dares challenge me!" he bragged.

"That is the problem you have, and that is one of the reasons I told you to work on yourself. You are so rude, arrogant, bad-tempered,  conceited, and bossy. You are just so full of yourself, and I must say that I detest such attributes with a passion," I said with anger.

"You must be delusional. I don't think that I have any of the attributes you have mentioned except being bossy which I think is a very important attribute since I am going to succeed my father," he said with a grin.

"If I am not bossy how would my subjects respect me when I become the Alpha? So, stop talking trash if you have nothing reasonable to say!" he snapped. I was silent for a moment as I gazed at him with disgust.

"I should have known you can never change! I wonder why you stopped me. If you have nothing better to say, I am leaving," I said as I turned and started walking away.

Luther suddenly grabbed me by the wrist and drew me back which made me stumble. I turned around to face him and glared at him.

"How dare you pull me like that? Have you lost your manners?" I said angrily.

"And how dare you try to walk out on the future Alpha?" he retorted with an angry expression.

"Don't be stupid! You are not yet the Alpha, and even if you are, you have no right whatsoever to drag me like that!" I fumed with anger.

"I am 17 years old, and in a couple of months, I will turn eighteen and become the Alpha. You little brat, you have the temerity to insult the future Alpha?" he asked with an incredulous expression as he grabbed my arm and twisted it back.

"You are just a year older than me. Stop talking like a fool. You are hurting me, let go of my arm!" I yelled in pain.

"No, I will not let go of you till I make love to you. Although you are a very stubborn girl, I must admit you are very pretty and I find you very attractive," he said as he gazed at me.

"You are unarguably the most beautiful girl in the pack and when I become the Alpha, I intend to make you my Luna," he said with a smirk as he twisted my arm again causing me excruciating pain.

"Luther, you are hurting me! Leave my arm! Even if it turns out that we are mates, I will reject you! I hate you with a passion and I can never be your Luna!" I seethed with anger as he looked at me with amusement.    

"If you think I will ever accept you as my mate, then, I must say that you are hallucinating cos I can never be yours. You cruel conceited fool!" I snapped.

Luther's face flushed as his brows creased in anger. He suddenly pushed me and I fell to the ground. He quickly lay on top of me and started tearing my dress.

"No, Luther, please, don't do this!" I cried as tears streamed down my face.

"Shut up! You are mine and you will always be mine. I will make sweet love to you and I promise you that you will enjoy every bit of it!" he said as he began to laugh maniacally.

I felt him tug at my panties and tore them with a swift movement. Suddenly, I felt him penetrating me and let out a scream which reverberated in the forest. Luther's face was just an inch from mine as he gazed at me lustfully. 

"You belong to me alone! You are mine forever! You will be my Luna and no one else will have you cos if you reject me and try to leave me for somehow else, I will kill you!" he yelled.        

Suddenly, his eyes turned red, fangs shot out of his mouth and two horns shot out of the sides of his head. He looked like a monster and I was petrified as my eyes widened in horror.                                             

All of a sudden, he let out a loud growl and sunk his teeth into my neck, and bit me hard. I let out a scream as I woke up with a start.

I felt a hand tap my shoulder and turned my head to see my elder brother, Martin sitting on the bed beside me with a confused and worried expression on his face.

"Whitney, what happened to you? Your head is swollen and you have bruises all over your body. I have been watching you turn and toss in your sleep, and I have been trying to wake you but you were fast asleep. What happened to you? Why all these bruises on your body?" he asked with concern.                                           

I was silent for a moment as my eyes swept over him from his ginger hair, grey eyes,  plumb lips on a broad face, down to his muscular shoulders and broad chest. He was wearing blue pajamas with black stripes.

"I had an accident," I replied feebly.

"An accident? What sort of accident could make you look like this?" he asked in disbelief.

"You know it rained last night. I got caught in the rain when I was on my way back to the house and I started running. Unfortunately, I hit my leg against a stone and tripped," I paused as I was overwhelmed with guilt for lying to him. I saw a deep sadness in his eyes.

"I fell and hit my head against a stone which is the reason why my head is swollen," I lied as my brother stared at me in bewilderment.