Chapter 5

Chapter 5

ZARA'S POV

"Oh shit!!", Luna yelled in terror when she caught sight of me staring at them fucking.

Confused by what was happening, Kyle pushed Luna to see what was happening, and his eyes widened in shock at the sight of his girlfriend staring at them from the darkness.

“Za... Zara, I can explain...", Kyle began to stutter as he frantically put on his boxers and jumped away from her

I opened my mouth to yell in horror, but it felt like my tongue had somehow been tied, and the only thing I could do was stare from my tear-blurry eyes at the image of my own sister, naked and bouncing back on my boyfriend's dick.

They were so deep in pleasure that they didn't even realize that someone was staring at them in the darkness for minutes.

“Kyle?Luna?”. I managed to say as I watched them struggle to put on their clothes. Luna had a smug look on face. No wonder, she was not dining with us when that horrible Alpha was here and Kyle didn't tell me he was coming around today.

I…

I couldn't believe this!

How long has this been going on? Why will Luna do this to me?. I always knew she hated me and also said I killed mum, But why Kyle? He was the only thing that gave me joy.

I wanted to ask them all these but my mouth somehow remained shut.

“Zara…”. Kyle began but i couldn't stand and listen to him, Instead i turned, and ran, heading straight to my room.

This has got to be the worst day of my life.

What was happening all of a sudden?

My life just went from bad to worse.

I cried fervently as I ran back to the place I was just trying to escape from. I passed a couple of people on my way there, but I didn't care, I just wanted to get to my room.

I finally got there after what seemed like eternity, Shut the door behind me and fell face down on my bed crying as my world collapsed over me.

I felt dizzy and was a few seconds away from giving in to darkness, but my ears twitched in high alert. My wolf could sense a presence in my room.

Emerging from a far corner of the room, a silhouette slowly transforms into Asher.

“Why are you here?” I frowned. I was surprised by the work out look on his face, but I prepared myself not to be fazed. Asher never had control over keeping his hands to himself, so I was sure he had come over to steal some of my stuff as always.

“So Father sold you,and to no one else but Alpha Damon?” he started off, walking towards me slowly, “I'm so sorry.”

I raised a brow. “Did you get hit in the head? Since when did you become …?”

“Concerned?” Asher finished my question for me, still approaching me. In the blink of an eye, Asher grabbed me with a strength I could have sworn I never knew he had and threw me on my bed, his weight immediately pinning me down. “Well, I tried to be. For a few seconds.”

“What are you doing?!” I asked, anxiety flooding my senses.

Asher’s eyes roamed my body for a second, “I want to have a little taste of you before Alpha Damon comes.”

“Asher, have you gone mad”.I couldn't help but ask, “Let go of me now”

“No, No, you little murderer, You are all mine tonight”. He said with a devilish smile on his face.

“From tomorrow, you can go on and be Damon’s whore”

“Please, Asher, Don't do this, I'm your sister”. I kicked and trashed with all the strength I could muster, but Asher had enough power to keep me pinned down, his eyes hungrily staring at the whole of me.

He brought both my hands above my head and pinned them down with a hand, his hand immediately groping my breasts.

“Hmmm. You’ve got beautiful breasts Zara” He closed his eyes, savoring pleasure from fondling with them.

“Please don't, I'm still a virgin.” I sobbed quietly, and suddenly, my wolf mind links to the guard who was always stationed outside the door to my room.

“Hmm, Perfect”. Asher said, lust filling his eyes all over again.

“Help me. Please,” I wept helplessly as I continued to struggle against Asher who kept tearing away at my dress. His hands roamed all over me, tracing them down my belly and to my underpants.

Just then, the door burst open and I saw the guard walk in, his expression fierce. He was bewildered for a moment when he saw Asher, but he hesitated no further to send Asher flying across the room. Other guards matched in and seized Asher just before he had any chance of recovering. Almost immediately, the guard I mind-linked with rushed over to me, tore the cape off his armor and wrapped it around me.

“You are safe now,” he reassured me, but I couldn't respond. I just rocked back and forth uncontrollably, clutching the cape tight as I wept silently. The guard saw the other guards through the door after Asher was dragged away. Not once did my father show up, and I couldn't care less. He had always been this way, and now, I was fully convinced he would never see me as his daughter. Neither will I consider him my father.

I rocked myself back and forth, shivering on my bed at the thought of what just happened.

I don’t know how long i stayed in that position, i don't know if i was waiting for anyone but no one came and i gradually drifted to sleep.

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I jerked up as soon as my mind registered it was Morning. I checked the time and it was 9;30am

“Shit!”. I jumped down the bed and instantly headed straight to the door, in fear at what Miriam would do to me for not making breakfast.

I got to the kitchen but it was empty, it was then it registered to me that the castle was awfully silent this morning.

I got to the Grand Entrance, looking around for the sights of anyone, but I was met with the eerie silence of the castle.

“Where is everyone?” I thought aloud. Just then, I saw a knight approaching the palace. I scurried towards him, but he beat me by saying,

“Please return to the castle, My Lady.” The guard said

“What's going on? Where's my father? Where's everyone?”

Like the universe was granting me a response, I heard the sound of a cry, and I instantly recognized it.

“Father?!.”

I relied on my wolf's instincts to track down where my father was. I first saw the car that once stood by my window and a new wave of fear gripped me. I doubled my pace, heading down to the sparring grounds. I stopped in my tracks when I saw the horror unfolding before me.

Asher was strung up to a pillar the knights used as a training drill to hone their climbing skills in combat. His limbs were at an odd angle, and I could tell they were broken. His face was an ugly mess of blue and purple, his cheeks and lips swollen.

My father laid on the floor, unconscious, and Alpha Damon was holding on to his collar.

I screamed into nothingness, caring less about the approaching figure of Alpha Damon.