"I, Jason Lance, the future Alpha of the Silver Creek Pack, reject you Alisa Smith as my Luna," and she nodded, looking down like she knew what I was about to say. I screamed as I turned to go, "You don't deserve to be the Luna of the Pack; you're a slave, the daughter of rogues, who murdered a lot in our Pack. You don't deserve to be alive. *** After her parents were burned to death because the Alpha had labeled them rogues, Alisa was captured as a slave by the Silver Creek Pack. She endured considerably worse treatment from her partner, the next-in-line Alpha Jason, than other slaves of the Pack. In order to torment her, he rejected her and had affairs with other women in her company. Jason Lance, who would eventually become the pack's alpha, detested his mate since his mate's parents had murdered his mother. He can't help but fall in love with his enemy's daughter, however. He abused and rejected his partner while hiding his soft heart. Will Jason Lance eventually give up on the mate connection or will his animosity remain? Can Alisa Smith survive the torture and have the opportunity to exact vengeance on her parents?
Alisa's POV
"Alisa." When I heard his voice, I yelled and ran to his room, wondering what my punishment for the day would be
"Why did it take you more than five minutes?" When I got to his door, he started barking.
I apologized, saying that I was rushing to do the task you had given me out of fear of what I might see if I looked at him directly.
Are you grumbling? He yelled once more.
"No, I'm..." I stumbled, my eyes glued to the ground.
"As a slave, you are expected to do as I please, show up whenever I call, and never object. Just be the meek slave that you are." I didn't even have time to react before he took me into his room.
Alpha Jason, what shall I do for you? I looked hesitantly about the room and questioned, but I couldn't see any dirt.
"Don't ask questions! That's another thing about being a slave! Just obey my instructions," He yelled, and I cautiously forced a swallow.
Don't stand about like a fool, follow me now.
The moment I heard a seductive voice, I halted as I followed him into his inner chamber.
"Alpha, I'm waiting."
I could immediately see bite marks on the woman's boobs as she entered wearing just shorts and no top or bra.
When I finally raised my head to look into his eyes, I encountered the brutality I had previously tried to escape.
I apologize for keeping you waiting. She leaned into him and purred as he kissed her. When he put his hands on her boobs, she groaned as he squeezed them. He grinned at her and pulled her closer to him.
My heart broke into a million pieces when a sudden, intense agony struck me. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
I'm sorry, I'll go, you know I'll look away.
"Did I just speak nonsense?" I was silent as he barked.
I pleaded with him as I turned to face him because the agony I was experiencing was intolerable.
I told you that a slave should simply obey commands.
And I haven't yet told you to leave the room. When I realized what he was saying, I gasped.
I pushed back tears in my eyes and murmured, "I'm not sure you need an audience, Alpha," as I struggled to find the right words.
"I'm not sure you have anything to say," she said. He mocked.
"At this point, please sit there." He pointed to the dust-covered, little seat in the corner.
"Watch me from where you are sitting in the mud." My inner wolf howled in agony as claws punctured my flesh, he continued, pulling me toward the chair.
"This will eliminate all thoughts from your mind." He added.
You know being this cruel makes you so sexy," the lady said while laughing. She remarked, and he grinned and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah?" She sobbed and rubbed his head as he requested while sucking her breast.
I'm so drenched. As she removed her shorts, she groaned.
When he removed his shirt and boxers, his large, firm cock immediately protruded.
She fucked his lips while knelt down and he gasped. I grasped my heart as the agony became intolerable.
Watching our partner do this became too difficult for us, and my inner wolf howled in agony.
Though I made an effort to turn away, the agony of seeing him act in this manner with someone else grew so overwhelming that I was unable to do so.
I never requested him to be my mate, and I didn't understand why the Moon Goddess was letting me endure this sorrow. I questioned what I had done to deserve this suffering.
My eyes followed everything as my heart continued to tighten in misery as he forced her to get up. She groaned and giggled as he carried her to the bed.
When he approached her from behind, facing me, and slammed into her with a grunt, she arched her body and threw her head back in pain.
He continued to pound into her, causing her to moan as his eyes locked with mine. Tears were streaming down my cheeks at this point, and I was certain that he could hear them as well because of the grin he gave me.
You're really wonderful, sweetie, I must say. As he caressed her boobs, she groaned loudly and raised her body. His hands had left her waist.
"Fuck, baby, you feel so good." She moaned and giggled as he growled and pushed her harder.
"I'm so full, baby, your cock is so big." Louder groaning, she muttered.
"Yes, baby, take that cock." He moaned more loudly.
I tried to hold back my tears, but it was difficult. The room was filled with his grunts, her moans, and the sound of my crying.
While he continued to rape her, perspiration was beading on his forehead, and he never looked away from me, his vile grin still obvious as he screamed with satisfaction.
She shook and whimpered as he accelerated his rhythm, spilling his seed into her.
The physical contact was over, but the sorrow of seeing my partner with someone else persisted.
She continued to giggle as he repeatedly spanked her behind as they both got to their feet and changed.
Asking "Why are you doing this?" I asked because I could no longer keep it in.
"Why am I being punished for a choice I did not make? I am not the Moon Goddess, and I did not choose to be your mate." I sobbed, my eyes dripping with tears.
I tightened my grip on my fingers as I watched as his expression became angry.
I stumbled following his smack to my face, moaning in agony as my inner wolf howled.
I hoped you'd learn a lesson tonight while you saw us fuck, but I was mistaken. Don't ever speak to me in that way. He sneered at me.
"The Moon Goddess made a fucking mistake, you won't be my Luna, you're just a disgusting slave." He stepped on me while I clenched my lips tight and restrained a sob or other sign of anguish.
I said, "Get the fuck out of my room." He yelled.
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