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JackI’ve lost track of time trapped in this room. I don't even know if it’s noon or night. How much time has passed? I have no idea. Sometimes I wake up disoriented from a deep sleep not knowing where I am or the people I’m with.“Wh-who are you?” I furrow my brows, waiting for my brain to connect the dots. Recognition of the fucking bastard who kidnapped me hits hard, and I bark the questions, “Beta Stevens? Where the fuck I am? Why the hell I’m I doing cuffed to a bed, naked next to you? I swear to the goode-.”He calmly pinches my jaw between his two large fingers and commands with a deep voice, “Jack. Look at me.” I have no choice but to look at him. His eyes are naturally pale blue but they turn to a beaming purple as he chats something in an ancient tongue I don’t understand a side for a name werewolves ought not to speak: Hecate, Seline’s rival.Stevens iris swirl creating a vortex, “Let me inside your mind.” a cavernous voice says, and I find myself compelled to do as he say
Warning: Non-con sceneJackI pop open my eyes, and the first thing I do is inhale a desperate gasp of air. Once I fill my lungs, I take in my surroundings, slowly, coming to my senses. My whole body aches, “What the fuck?” I freak out when I notice that I’m naked. My wrists are bound above my head too, I’m literally hanging from hooks that come from the ceiling in a dimly lit room. I tug downward but is not use. Thank the goodness the handcuffs are not maid out of silver or it would have burnt my skin. Sylver is poisonous to us. I try once more to move my arms and legs but is impossible. I can’t sense Ares, is like my wolf has left me.I cough, “What’s that smell?” Is awful and asphyxiating. And I’m not talking about my body odor. I’m terribly aware I stink, but there is a bitter scent lingering in the air that is bothering me. I scan the room of what it looks like to be rudimentary lab. Tools- that doesn’t look very hygiene at all-are scattered in a metal table next to vibrant
AshleyMoon Goddess, what have I done wrong to deserve this fate? Why does this keep happening to me? Am I cursed? Dread creeps up my spine when I watch with horror the door closing after the future alpha of Crescent Moon Pack. Suddenly hopeless, my stomach twists into knots as my mind reels back to the time when I was held captive two years ago. How easily fate can change. I was out with my friends celebrating the last day of school. We were dancing and having fun around a bonfire by the lake when suddenly, the party turned grim.A flashback memory takes me to the moment men in black gear and long rifles appeared through the trees out of nowhere. I can still hear the deafening screams of frightened teenagers running for their lives. We weren’t prepared for an attack and were easily chased down and caught with a net with two other girls. A masked man quickly took us by our wrists and tightly secured us with plastic strips. “Don’t move. The sooner you learn to behave, the better for
Ashley Alpha Jason lit a cigarette and looked down at my cleavage, I traced his gaze and whispered, “It’s a tracker.” I’m suddenly aware of the terrible mistake I made by wearing something gifted by a total stranger. I tried to rip it off me, but he caught my hand, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, darling.” He blew a puff of smoke in my direction making me cough.I stir the other way but he tightens his grip around my wrist and yanks me forward, causing me to stumble against his hard, broad chest. The upper buttons of his shirt were undone, and my cheek pressed against his bare skin. A mix of anger and nausea surged within me, making me gasp as I looked up to meet his gaze. "Desperate to touch me? You should have said so sooner, love," he smirked. "C’me on. I'll take you somewhere private." He ditched the cigarette and started to pull me away from the crowd, but I resisted and fought against him.“Ugh! You disgusting pig! Let go of me.” He keeps pulling me away, and I feel my wolv
JackAshley doesn’t see me approaching, she is sandwiched between the feline shifters. My hands curled into fists just watching them dancing together. Feline shifters are known to work in tandem for their own safety but also to seek pleasure. My nostrils flare in anger, and by doing so, I also caught a whiff of their scent. They are liberating pheromones, calling the attention of other felines and that is not a good sign. If another male approaches them to claim what is mine there would be hell to pay.I’m so close now, just two steps away from snatching Ashley by the arm when suddenly my view is blocked by two bulky figures dressed in black. They remind me of a movie I saw with the guys in the barracks a few days ago, Men in Black? I don’t quite remember the title but I recall their neat suit and ridiculous black glasses.”The fuck are you doing? Who are you?’” Each man takes me by the arm and drags me to where I believe is the backside of the club, possibly with the intention of th
Ashley This is more serious and runs more deeply than I thought. I’m no longer the object of Jack’s infatuation but the object of his obsession. He couldn’t take his eyes off of me the entire time. But as much as I find him obnoxious, I don’t believe he deserves to be mistreated by Jason. That says much about the future Alpha of Crescent Moon Pack. Also being on the alpha’s radar puts me under pressure and brings the attention that I don’t need being a newcomer to this pack. And what should I do with the necklace? What was Alpha Jason thinking about giving me such expensive jewelry? I don't have a use for it, I don’t do fancy events. I’m an ordinary Omega with an ordinary life. There’s not much expected from me but gratitude and servitude. In the order of things, high rank wolves protect and provide for Omegas, and in turn, it is our duty to serve them. The most vulnerable ranked wolves see that the packhouse is running with cooks and kitchen helpers, and cleaners. We also help with