Chapter two

 Elena POV

His bloody red eyes send strong sparks in me at buzzing intermittent frequencies, and I would die from the tension before they got to destroy me.

 Zayn's stern look showed pure evil intentions.

 For a moment, he was silent.

 Thinking of what to do to me. What to punish me with and how to do it.

 He had no boundaries, the one behind my usual dehumanization.

 My stomach dropped at his leering gaze, his askew stare mixing with his strong breath and tangy scent, as he moved slowly from my ears to my lips.

 Brushing his lips past mine, I feel like there is no hope for me, and my dignity is just about to dwindle into thin air

I am the best slave here, and the most used pawn of the Alphas,  the worst part was that they are my mates, the ones to care for me.

 As an Omega, you are the least in the chain of the hierarchy. Usually subject to noble Alphas or the messengers and slaves, I thought of living a life differently.

 When I met both my mates, and cousins, joy filled me. I was going to be protected by two different men, and I would be a Luna.

 Funny enough, a symphony of destruction would play in my life, and fate would bless me with curses, and leave me with a very sweet horrible life.

 Devil incarnates, these red-eyed monsters were not ready to let go. Upon the countless concubines and sex objects they had, they used me the most.

 Abusing me in most unimaginably, my life was theirs, and my fate in the grasp of their mighty fist.

 I try not to wriggle free, having second thoughts about it.

 If I tried to fight back, it would amount to nothing. He is far stronger than I am, but if I remain silent, he would disgrace me here, as if the ones from before were not enough.

 Calling me here to serve wine, I became their tool, and they want to harass me. 

 I try to look away, swaying my gaze to the opposite side when he looked at me.

 He wants to have the whole of me and ruin my dignity.

"Don't you know you're mine? How many times does it need to resound in your fucking ears?" He growls, his voice as dangerous as hell.

If he loses his temper, it would be game over for me.

"Darn you!" He derogates, hissing straight to my face. 

 I try to plead again, but he wouldn't give an ear to my plight.

 Maybe it was time to allow fate to romance me, and do with me whatever there was.

 In an instant, the sudden pain rushes in me as he grabs my arms more tightly, wrapping his large hands against my slender flesh, and roughly pushes me to the wall behind.

 The pain ushers from my back, and into my body. My head hits hard, and the electrifying pain it sends down in me leaves me sobbing.

 He grabs me again, looking straight into my eyes.

 His eyes have fallen into a deadly realm, and he was just about to take me to his world.

 "I have told you. Since you don't want to accept it, I guess I will make you do it," he says, groaning and tilting his head to roughly kiss me.

 I try to fight back this time, knowing the exigency of the situation. He was going to abuse me again if I didn't do something.

 Please, goddess, don't let such a fate be mine, I pray, but it seems like the goddess is fast asleep.

 He rumbles his hand from my arms to my lower back, pulling me closer to him. My torn clothes reveal my shoulder blades, my stomach, part of my breasts, and my bare legs, down to my inner thighs.

 His scent engulfs me, and I can hardly breathe. His aura surrounded me, and that dominance holds me captive. His muscles hold me in position, and his fingers leave imprints on my arms. 

"P-please, Alpha," I beg, this time raising the pitch of my voice for him to listen.

 But no.

 He is an unstoppable beast. This time, he is determined to make me suffer. 

 He pauses for a moment some second after he hears my sudden cry, and looks me in the eyes.

 I try to cower away from those bloody eyes.

"Look at me," he growls, forcing me to look at him.

 My jaw dropped, and my eyes popped wide open as I saw what looked at me.

 His eyes were glowing amber and red, glinting under the light of the chandelier directly above us.

 This means only one thing.

 Suddenly, his facial muscles stiffen, and his eyes glow more, and brighter, surfacing death before my eyes, his entire power dominates me, and fur begins to appear on his arms.

 Suddenly, I feel a very sharp pain. Steely claws dig deep into my skin. I moan, and my body burns all over, a burst of heat erupting from my inner.

"Z-Zayn," I call, as the blood squirts out of my skin.

 I can no longer bare the torture.

 Shutting my eyes so tightly, I left the world to crucify me.

 "Stop!" The loud baritone voice wakes me from my deathly departure. 

 It is hard and resounding, ushering from a near distance. Hearing the strong voice, Zayn goes quiet, and his growls stop. 

 The furs burnt in his hands and died away, and his eyes turned back to the bloody red they were.

 This was temporary.

 He would still kill me.

 I try to think straight, urging my brain to reprocess the voice that stopped Zayn.

 The only person that could do it. 

 Ethan was standing a few meters away from us, staring as Zayn grew wild and wanted to devour me.

Finally, I breathe, and it bursts out in hard pants. I almost died of suffocation and pain, and Zayn was not at all remorseful.

 He had no reason to be.

 He was the master, I was his slave.

 I shift my gaze slowly to Ethan who is still looking at us. His face twists into an embodiment of seriousness, anger, and vileness.

 What was he up to?

 Save me?

"Stop it now, Zayn," he commands, not shifting his eyes away from me.

 For the first time, I can look him straight in the eyes.

 He was the deadlier one, I knew it, and not for any reason in the world would he save me.

"You're selfish, don't you think? Do you get to have her alone? How about we both grab and squash her ass in our schlongs," he says, smirking.

 My heartbeat comes to a halt, and my whole body begins heating up again. Powerful paralysis runs through me, and my legs feel like jelly.

 I can't stand it. This news is more of a heartbreak. For a moment, I thought the mate that once loved me was back again…

 But it was a monster in disguise, as usual. His face bore no indifference from that of Zayn's, both of their gazes only meant hell for me.

 My confidence steered down the cliff, and the last hope that kept me living drowned in the deathly hallows below.

 I feel my heart drown in an infernal abyss or a pool of fire. The last piece of hope that kept me living was destroyed irreparably, mutating my soft feelings, and leaving me prey to these wild and untamed monsters.

"Now, Elena, show us what you've got. Strip these rags off your hot body," Ethan commands, with a much stronger tone of a higher caliber of the presidency. 

"She didn't get that right, I guess," Zayn says, wanting to make it clear.

 If I did as they commanded, then this was game over for me.

"We want to see your glory. All of it," Zayn commands, with a lusty tone.

 My lips tremble as I try to move my hands to do as they have commanded.

 How can they be so cruel?

"You can't? I can help," Ethan offers, stepping closer before I can remit a word.

 His palms run on my bare skin, and I try to tremble backward.

 Oops. Zayn had his arms wrapped around my waist, as he looks at me with a disgusting face.

 The irritating feel of Ethan's lusty-acting palms made me almost throw up.

 I need to run away from this kind of punishment.

 I try to move away to do it myself, but then their gold's strong on me. They want to force me into something I don't want…

 And for them, I deserved all this, because I was an Omega. They were blessed with a poor Omega other than the rich and spoiled Alphas' daughters they desired who would give in to satisfy their lust…

 But then, they want to take it by force from me.

 I have no say. It was all theirs.

 "P-please," I begged, trying to usher backward.

 My heart beats ten times faster, and my head is pounding, noticing that my torn clothes are revealing everything.

 Wasting no time, he roughly drags, and tears my cloth, wanting to see my body. Only my bra and pants cover what I always hid from them.

 Zayn's eyes change into murkiness, and Ethan's facial demeanor sways into irritation.

 Something is bad about me. Something has angered them.

 I looked downwards to see what it was.

 How their claws had torn my flesh. Now, they were irritated, like it was not them that caused it.

 Zayn looked at Ethan, and the silence grew for a while. I can tell that they are mind-linking, and I stand, defenseless.

"Gerald!" Zayn yells the name of his Gamma.

 He looks at me, and stares, disgusted, before turning to the bulky man, his Gamma, and some others who rushed into the room.

"Take her, and lock her up in the pack prison, she has angered us," Zayn commands.

 What? 

 I was going to be locked? 

 I was going to be taken to where I just came out from?

 I tried to plead, but then the words wouldn't come out. 

"You will pay for this," Ethan threatens, with his cold murky eyes piercing and leaving scars in my heart.

 He smirks wildly and moves closer to me.

 I can feel his skin against mine, and his strong spicy, and animalistic scent. His eyes roll down to my breasts, and he smiled at them.

  Suddenly grabbing my breasts roughly, I moaned in agony. He smirked and bounced away.

 Turning to meet the animalistic Zayn, he walked up to me and draws his face to mine.

 "You're going to suffer," he says.

 My stomach drops upon hearing the words. Sharply, his hands run down my slit, and he pokes his index finger in me. I could feel my panties sink into my cunt.

 He groans, before walking off.

 It was me, these monsters, and these beasts.

 Like what they already did to me wasn't enough, they might kill me this time around. 

 I feel the strong hands grab me.

 Glancing at the entire place for once, my vision dries into blurriness and lividity…

 Before my brain dies out into oblivion.