Chapter 0003

Aurora huddled in the cold, damp corner of her cell, overwhelmed by endless pain and anxiety.

Her fingers unconsciously traced patterns of the stone wall as her thoughts raced.

Suddenly, a series of heavy footsteps approached, and a jailer appeared at the entrance.

"You’re here!" Aurora clutched the iron bars, her voice trembling. "When will my parents get me out of here?"

The jailer sneered, his eyes full of mockery. "Get you out of here? NEVER! When the Ravenwood heard about your affair with Steven, they immediately disowned you. They’ve already adopted Chloe, the most esteemed woman in the pack, the future Luna as their daughter! You are finished!"

…What?

Aurora’s eyes widened in shock.

Her heart felt as if it was being squeezed by an invisible hand. She felt hard to breathe.

"NO WAY!"

Her voice was nearly a scream. She staggered and fell, kneeling in front of the jailer, begging desperatly.

"No…M—My parents would never do this to me…I’m their daughter! Please just ask them to come here. I will give you anything you want..."

“You are a slutty whore, despised and rejected by Alpha Damien, whereas Chloe is the love of Alpha’s life! I think they made the right choice.”

The jailer looked at her coldly, devoid of any pity, "And I am not done here. Alpha Damien has decided to send you to the rogues as their whore. Hell, 3 days living among those wildlings, you won’t be able to fall asleep without a man on top of you!"

He burst out laughing.

Aurora’s vision went black, and she collapsed to the ground.

The rogues were a bunch of outlaws and criminals, the most obscene bunch of people on earth.

…How could Damien be so cruel!

Aurora’s heart ached as memories of her and Damien's past flashed through her mind, tears welling up in her eyes.

They had known each other since childhood, playing together in the garden when they were child.

She remembered them walking hand in hand through the rose garden bathed in silver moonlight, the air filled with the sweet scent of roses.

Damien didn't talk much, but he would occasionally look back to remind her not to trip over the pebbles on the ground.

He cared about her at that time.

But everything changed when Chloe showed up.

Damien grew increasingly hostile and cold toward her. She had tried to salvage their relationship, but each attempt was sabotaged by Chloe’s cunning schemes.

Now, Damien was going to send her to the rogues...where she would be raped and destroyed by those savages!

How could he be so heartless?

And Chloe was the root of all this!

Aurora’s heart filled with pain and hatred.

She hated Chloe, for her deceit and cruelty, for stealing everything from her.

But what could she do?

Trapped in this dark cell, she had no means to fight back!

The jailer cackled abruptly and unlocked the prison cell, “Or…there is an alternative way for you.”

Aurora snapped her head up, her eyes lit up with hope, “Are you going to let me out of here?”

“Oh no, that I wouldn’t dare. But I was thinking…maybe you and I can have a little fun while you are still here?”

The jailer eyed her greedily, his eyes gleaming with a beast-like hunger, “You seduced your own guard…what a horny slut. Living in this dark cell without a man’s comfort must be killing you. Let me fill your hole…”

Aurora backed away from him hastily, screaming, “How dare you! I am your Luna—”

“WAS! Our Luna. Soon you will be the rogue’s whore!” the jailer snorted, “Separate your fucking legs for me, slut!”

Aurora cried, stumbling up to her feet and tried to escape. But the jailer had grabbed her hair from the back.

Yanking on her hairs and tackling her down onto the ground, the jailer pressed himself on top of her, his breathings heavy:

“You are a real beauty Luna Aurora…you know that? Even prettier than Miss Chloe…Such a waste sending you to those uncivilized wildlings…but it’s fine. I can get a taste of you before you are rampaged by the rogues…”

He slid his hand into her clothes and squeezed her breast.

She pushed him, kicking him with her legs and screamed, “No…NO! GET OFF ME! NO—”

“Shut up!” he slapped her across her face, roaring, “I know you like this, whore! This is exactly what you want! My big hard dick into your slutty hole—”

“What’s going on?” a voice came from outside of the cell abruptly.

The jailer jerked around in horror.

—His leader was standing in the hallway, staring at the two of them on the ground with a frown.

“I heard woman screaming.” The leader said, “What the hell was that?”

The jailer spun around, his face pale, stammering, "Sir, I... I was just... she was making a fuzz, so I tried to teach her a lesson."

The officer glanced at Aurora’s messy clothes and tears on her face.

Then he waved his hand impatiently and said:

"Enough. Go and prepare for tomorrow's public parade. This woman will be sent to the rogues tomorrow. And Miss Chloe wants her to be paraded through the streets on her way out of the city...so that all the commoners can see what the woman who betrayed the Alpha looks like. We have a lot to do."

The jailer hastily agreed, stood up, dusted off his clothes, and hurried to the door.

Before leaving, he spat at Aurora with a look of disgust and anger.

Aurora sat up quietly, adjusting her clothes that the jailer had teared apart.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and tears fell silently down her cheeks.

Public parade?

Chloe really wanted to destroy her one thing for all.

She knew that tomorrow's parade would be the most humiliating day of her life.

But there was no way to avoid it.

——

The next morning, the sunlight broke through the thick clouds, casting a pale light on the town's streets.

Aurora was dragged out of her cell by the guards. Her hands were tightly bound with ropes, securing her to a shabby prison cart.

Her face was pale, her eyes full of despair and helplessness.

The streets were already packed with people when the cart came out of the prison.

Those commoners had heard about the parade today and had been waiting since dawn.

As soon as Aurora's cart appeared, they straightened up, eyes filled with anger and contempt and shouted out:

“Traitor!”

“Shameless whore!”

“Let those rogues ride you to death!”

The crowd erupted in shouts and curses.

Aurora lifted her head, tears silently falling, mixing with the dirt and grime on her face, making her look even more pitiful.

Suddenly, a rotten egg flew and hit Aurora in the face.

The egg yolk ran down her cheek, emitting a strong, unpleasant smell.

Soon, more eggs and stones were thrown at her. Aurora's body shook on the cart as she tried to dodge, but she couldn't avoid the pain of being hit.

“I didn't betray the Alpha!”

She cried out in the rain of eggs and pebbles coming at her way.

“I didn't do it! It was Chloe—she framed me!! Please—TRUST ME!”

But her voice was weak and went unheard in the noisy crowd.

Just then, Aurora gazed into the distance and saw two figures standing on a balcony.

…It was Damien and Chloe.

Chloe was dressed in fancy gown, her makeup flawless, and she was clinging to Damien's arm.

She looked at Aurora, disheveled on the prison cart, with a smug and cruel smile.

Damien's face was cold. He glanced briefly at the angry crowd before turning away decisively and going back inside, Chloe following close behind.

“…Damien…”

Aurora whispered, tears mixing with the dirt and rotten egg, her mouth filled with bitterness.

The guards roughly pulled the ropes, and the cart continued its slow journey through the town. Aurora's body was bruised and battered, her clothes torn. She could barely stand.

Finally, the cart left the town and moved along the road to the pack's boundary.

Hours later, they arrived at the edge of the pack's territory.

The soldiers left the cart at the edge of the forest and quickly left. They didn't want to face the rogues in this dangerous area.

Aurora, tied to the cart, felt dizzy and disoriented.

After a while, she heard a whistle nearby.

“...Shit! This is Alpha Damien’s woman? She’s hot!”

Aurora struggled to open her eyes, a chill running through her.

Around the cart stood a group of dirty, ragged men.

They grinned, flashing their yellowed teeth, and stared at her excitedly.

...There were at least fifty of them.