Chapter 2 - The Moon Howlers' assignment?

Cassandra’s point of view:

My legs crumbled beneath me but I held myself up by gripping the wall closest to me before I could drop to the ground.

Ignoring the way my heart tightened, I faced Marcus and gritted out, “You are disgusting!”

The infuriating smirk on his face disappeared. “What did you say to me?”

“I said you are disgusting.” I repeated, my voice sounding more firm, loud and clear. Still, the lump that had formed in my throat overpowered me. Not even a second had passed before my throat constricted and unshed tears stung my eyes.

Pissed off, Marcus stormed at me. All I saw was his blurry figure rushing towards me.

I tried to move back when he stepped into my personal space but he seized the sides of my waist and pulled me against him.

I pushed against his chest and slapped his arms to break free but he grabbed my wrists in a tight grip.

His arm around my waist felt like a vicious snake wrapping itself around me.

I refused to cry yet, a treacherous tear slipped out from the corner of my right eye as I stared up at him, meeting his furious gaze which was pinned down on me.

“How dare you disobey me?” Marcus shouted into my face.

I flinched.

“Please -” I was about to apologize when he grabbed a fistful of my hair from behind and violently slapped me to the ground. My head ended up slamming the ground in such brutal force that I felt dizzy.

Leaning down, he yelled into my ear, “Next time, you’d think twice before disobeying me.”

Angered, Sierra surfaced and growled out defensively, “You’re fucked up.”

“You bitch, you want to see how fucked up I can be? Let me show you.” Marcus snapped as his eyes switched from black to yellow, half-shifting.

I whimpered when he seized my hair and began dragging me inside the room. I kept thrashing around, in hope that I might escape from him.

“W-What are you doing? Leave me!” I screamed in pain as he threw me on the bed.

A short gasp ripped from my throat when my back hit the mattress.

I took a long shaky breath as I met Marcus’s eyes, freezing under his suddenly confident eyes.

His smug smirk made a quick appearance, instinctively making me back away against the headboard.

I cried out when he grasped my ankle and pulled me back in the middle of the bed.

My body froze against my will as he crawled over me, trapping my body under his.

My breath hitched as the air around me started to feel thicker, making it more difficult to breathe.

“The only reason you’re here is to get yourself fucked by me and get yourself pregnant with my pups,” He paused once his face was right above mine, “You should lie down on your back whenever I want you to.”

My heart began thundering in my chest.

He looked down at me like he was waiting for an answer.

I couldn’t speak no more. I couldn’t even move. I felt paralyzed with fear.

“And that, my dear,” he leaned down, his lips now dangerously close to mine before lifting my shin up with his finger, “is why you’re here.”

Intense desire flashed behind his yellow eyes as his smirk grew enough to flash one of his fangs.

I didn’t even have time to react before he grabbed me and everything around me became a blur. He had my hands seized and pinned above my head.

Panic and fear exploded in my head at the same time as I struggled to free myself, realizing that not only were my wrists pinned, but they were being held tightly by the she-wolf whom he was fucking just minutes earlier.

This wasn’t how I imagined my arranged bond to be like. Now that this was happening, I just wanted to curl up and rot away.

‘You can’t just give up.’ My wolf, Sierra growled.

‘Do something!’ Sierra snapped at me.

Feeling Sierra’s power surging through me, I screamed, “Let go of me, please! Leave me! Help me!”

A dark snicker brought my attention back on Marcus. He was staring down at me. “Go ahead. Beg and scream all you want. They made these walls thick for a reason.” 

He didn’t say anything for a moment after this, just intently looked me over as the true reality of this twisted situation sunk in.

I was terrified. The look in his eyes told me that he wouldn’t hesitate to do anything if I dared upset him this time.

He seemed amused that my body was shaking in fear.

“Please…” was all that came out, “please don’t…” I begged, knowing well that it wasn’t going to work.

Marcus barely hesitated before leaning down by my ear. His breath brushed my neck as he spoke, causing me to flinch. “Come on now, baby, stay still! We need to fulfill the Moon Howlers’ assignment.”

Tears began to flow freely down my face.

I flinched as his finger touched the inside of my lower thigh, trailing it up around my leg and under my shirt until he reached my right breast. He wasted no time in groping it.

I felt like I was about to throw up. I wasn’t ready for this.

He half-shifted, forcing his fingernails to elongate into claws.

Using his claw, he pierced a hole through my shirt.

My effort of loosening the she-wolf’s grip on my wrists turned frantic as I tried to break free. I needed to escape. Amidst my struggle, Marcus’s claw dug into my skin, right above my breasts.

A strained cry left my mouth.

“Hold her still,” he ordered the she-wolf before pushing my face to the side and baring my neck to him.

My wolf growled in response to his action. She refused to just let some asshole mark us against our will. Using the power surging through my wolf, I tried to push both of them off of me but all I ended up doing was half-shift.

A hum of pleasure radiated from Marcus as his wolf’s eyes gazed down at mine. He sounded pleased.

Within seconds, he had my clothes ripped into pieces. Tearful, I screamed. I glanced up at him through the blur of tears but he already had his face brushing against mine.

His fangs scraped against the space between my neck and shoulder. I bit down hard on my lower lip the second I felt the tip of his fang pushing into my flesh but seeing how hard I began thrashing, he pulled away a bit to look down at me.

“Relax, dear,” he spoke lowly with a hint of sarcasm, his hands pinning my legs down onto the mattress, “This ought to happen sooner or later.”

I looked at the she-wolf when she caressed my head. She grinned down at me. “You must accept your fate. I don’t think you would want to disobey our Lord, right?”

“Please, be gentle with her, Marcus. She’ll be obedient, wouldn’t you?” She waited for me to nod but I just stared at her in disbelief.

Who, in their right state of mind, would be okay with someone raping them?

Maybe this she-wolf but not me! I wouldn’t go down without a fight.

Ignoring the she-wolf, I started struggling more when Marcus managed to force my legs apart. I’ve never bared myself to a man before.

No, this can’t be happening!

Please, please, please! I prayed for someone to help me.

Suddenly, a tidal wave of noises came from outside as someone screamed, “The Alpha is back.”

Marcus cussed out loud while getting off me and off the bed. He pulled up his pants and stormed out.

The she-wolf holding me tsked in disapproval before leaving the room too. 

I pulled myself up and stumbled out of that room on trembling legs. Covering myself up with my ripped clothes, I sobbed and ran away, not wanting to be in that room when Marcus comes back.

But right when I reached the pack house’s entrance, I bumped into someone and found myself losing balance.

Abruptly, a pair of large, masculine hands grabbed me by the waist to break my fall. My head pounded to the rhythm of my heartbeat, drowning the noises around me.

A few moments later, I registered someone firmly holding my head against their chest.

The skin-to-skin contact had all my blood rushed to that single point in my body that was touching them. What the hell?

My eyes widened. I immediately pushed the stranger away but only his arms slipped away from around me. He barely budged.

I glanced up and met eyes with a handsome young man. A group of warriors stood behind him. And, they were all staring at me.