Mira's POV,
The moment my heat period started, it felt like my whole body was being torn apart from the inside. My skin felt like burning in fire inside me, every nerve screaming like hell, my mind drowning in unbearable pain.
I curled my body like a baby, trying to resist the overwhelming sensation building inside, but all of my efforts were useless. I was trapped inside my body, like a prisoner waiting for her death.
Time lost all meaning to me. I had no idea how long I had been lying there, suffering in this hell.
Then, finally, the door creaked open.
I forced my blurry gaze upward and froze in my place. A tall, dark figure entered my dimly lit room.
Alpha Kieran!
Even before I saw his face clearly, I felt him. His presence was overwhelming, his scent too heavy overpowering my will, wrapping around me like a flying moth trapped inside a burning candle. My heart slammed against my ribs, caught between fear and burning desire.
How could someone be so dangerous yet so tempting? Why did I feel drawn to him?
“No,” I growled, my throat felt dry like a desert. “Please stay away from me.”
I could feel the air around us getting thick. My body started to react under his strong Alpha scent on its own, trembling like a bird.
Damn! How could my body act so shamelessly! I was starting hated my body with everything I had left inside me.
He stepped into the dimly light cell, his tall figure casting long shadow over me. His broad shoulders and strong muscles tensed beneath his shirt. His short black hair was dark like a stormy sky, and his sharp, piercing eyes locked onto me like he could see straight through my mind.
His presence was overwhelming my sense making my mind impossible to react, demanding my submission under his feet without saying a single word.
"Look up," his deep voice rumbled inside the quiet cell, sending a dread down my spine.
His voice was deep, impossibly deep, sending shivers down my spine. I hesitated, trying to steady myself, but before I could react, his hand clamped around my chin… strong, hot, and impossible to ignore. He forced my head up, his grip leaving no room for resistance.
He wasn’t a patient man!
"Look at me," he demanded again.
His icy blue eyes locked on me and something flashing in those eyes before I could get it, disappearing in the next second.
"I said stay away from me," I rasped, but my voice came out weak, barely more than a whisper.
"Your heat has started," he growled, completely ignoring my words. “There’s no way you can stop feeling it.”
I pressed my back against the wall, gripping my dress to hide from his sharp gaze. “You forced me… I don’t want any of this.”
He furrowed his brows, a flicker of irritation crossing his face as he released my chin. “Your body says different, Slave.”
As he removed his hand from me, I could feel my shameless body wanted to be closer to him.
I wanted him to touch me again!
“You can’t control me like an animal. If you want pups for your pack, find your own mate.” I snapped ignoring my drowning desire. “I’d rather die than bearing your child.”
He halted for a second, anger flashing in his eyes. “All I need is a breeder to carry my child. Nothing else matter to me.”
Of course, a cruel man like him didn’t even know about mercy. All he wanted to have child from a sex slave like me.
Alpha Kieran moved closer, his deep eyes dark in anger. His scent grew stronger around me, wrapping me like chains making it impossible to think straight. My body started to betray me, weakening under his presence. The heat was making my core throb turning my p*ssy wet below my skirt.
"You are just a breeder... my breeder." His voice hit me like a lovesick bird.
I clenched my fists, trying to fight the pull of desire. But when his fingers brushed against my arm, I could sense the sweet scent of my arousal spreading inside the room.
"Your body knows who it belongs to," he murmured, his grip tightening around my arm. "Stop fighting it."
I shook my head violently. "It’s just the aphrodisiac. I don’t belong to anyone!"
Kieran’s patience snapped. He let out a low growl grabbing my neck. “It doesn’t matter what a lowly Omega wants. You just need to stay quiet and bear my child.”
His words hit me like a punch to the gut, sending a wave of panic through me. I tried to move, to get away, but my limbs felt heavy and weak. My body was betraying me, wanting what my mind refused.
Kieran grabbed my arms, pulling me to my feet. My legs almost gave out, and I gasped as his scent washed over me, sinking deep into my bones. He lowered his face in front of me almost touching my lips.
Damn! My lips were yarning for the touch of his frozen lips. I clenched my teeth, fighting with everything I had left to control my urge, but I was losing it.
“Don’t fight it. I know you want it.” He murmured as his hot breath brushed against my ear.
I tried to shove at his chest weakly as a scream ripped through my throat. “Noooo! Let me go!! I don’t want it from you.”
He snapped yanking my neck grabbing from behind. “How dare you disobey me?”
Before I could react, he spun me around, slamming me against the cold wall. Gasped, I cried my heart out as the rough surface of the wall touched my skin. Shame twisted in my stomach feeling his touch on my body. With one sharp yank, he tore my clothes, ripping them apart like tissue. He was ready to take me, forcing my back to him.
It felt like an animal.
“Stop,” I pleaded sobbing in shame. “Please.”
For a second, I thought he might back off. But then his possessive grip tightened on my waist.
Something inside me broke into pieces as he was about to have me from back.
With every last bit of strength, I twisted out of his grip and shoved him back. He staggered catching off guard and I went for the table in the corner of the room. My fingers grabbed the heavy vase sitting on top of it.
Kieran’s face twisted in anger as he took a step toward me. “You, don’t…”
I didn’t think twice. I lifted the vase and swung it in full force at my head.
CRASH.
Pain exploded in my head as shards of ceramic rained down with my blood. My eyes went blurry, the room spinning around me as my legs trembled.
Through the ringing in my ears, I barely heard Kieran’s sharp breath.
“What the hell!”
He cursed under his breath.
The world spun around me again. I could feel Alpha Kieran catching me before I crashed to the ground.
"What the hell are you doing?" This time I could feel some changes in his voice.
The last thing I saw before the darkness swallowed me was Alpha Kieran looking at me in shock.
“Why? Why did you hurt yourself like this?” He whispered under his breath.
I tried to say something, but my lips didn’t move an inch. Darkness started to pull me under, and I welcomed it. Anything was better than to be his sex slave to me.
Through the pain, I managed a weak smirk. "To stop you."
After one hour,
I woke up to a throbbing head and the world feeling far away. A soft voice floated through the fog.
“She’s stable, but she needs proper rest.”
A cool hand pressed to my forehead. My eyes opened slowly, meeting the sharp, curious gaze of Violet, the female doctor who’d injected me with the aphrodisiac.
Kieran’s voice rumbled nearby. “Will she recover from this wound?”
“Yes Alpha, but she needs time to heal.”
There was a silent between them. Then Kieran spoke again, growled. “She hurt herself just to stop me.”
Violet lowered her voice even more. “Alpha… I think she’d rather die than be forced.”
Kieran went silent again, clearly angry.
I closed my eyes again, barely clinging to my consciousness. Just a single thought kept ranging in my mind, like a desperate wish.
“Oh God, let me escape this fate. Please… let a miracle happen.”
Then I felt someone getting closer to me. As footsteps got closer, I felt someone lean in near my ear.
Alpha Kieran’s scent hit me and then his whisper brushed against my ear, “No matter how hard you fight, I’ll get what I want… dead or alive.”
JUDY’S POVThe courtroom buzzed with an air of tense anticipation as Chris stepped up to the witness stand. I could feel my palms sweating, and my heartbeat seemed impossibly loud. He glanced back at me briefly before sitting, his eyes locking with mine. There was a quiet reassurance in his gaze, a silent promise that he had this under control."State your name for the record," the prosecutor began."Chris Stanley," Chris replied, his voice steady and confident."You’re here today as a witness and as the plaintiff’s boyfriend, correct?""That’s right," he said, his tone casual but firm.The defense lawyer, a wiry man with sharp features and a calculated smirk, immediately stood. "Your Honour, I object to the term boyfriend. This is a court of law, not a high school gossip session."The judge, a stern woman with steel-gray hair, raised an eyebrow. "Overruled. Continue, Mr. Stanley."Chris leaned back slightly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Don’t worry, Mr. Parker. I’m perfect
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