CHAPTER TWO: PUNISH OR PLEASURE ME...

ANNA

He pressed his forehead against mine for a while, neither of us speaking. The only audible sound is the loud thumping of my heart in my chest. "I missed my senior year because of you. I will make your senior year a living hell. As you already know, I control the entire school. I will make everyone turn against you, teachers and students alike; there will be no one to rescue you." His fingers move inside my shirt and squeeze on my tits.

I struggle against my imprisoned wrist, but he's too strong, but more importantly, his touch feels good. It's so unfair. I've been in this school much longer than him, but he just comes in and uses his status to intimidate everyone.

"I will take the one thing that makes you so innocent." His knee pressed deeper into my sex, and I whimper. "Your virginity. I still own you, Anna; at least your body response to me makes that clear. After that, I will kill you, a slow and painful death."

My heart is beating ten times faster; I'm so tensed. "And what makes you think I'm still a virgin?"

A smile curves his lips, but there's no humor in it. "We could find out now; what's stopping us?"

He wants to kill me. He wants to touch me. What's going on? "I'm going to tell."

"Who will you tell? Last time I checked, you have no parents, and nobody in this school cares about you. Now that I'm involved, you will become invisible. I hate you." He spits against the wall. "After so many years, you're still the same weak little wolf attracted to the alpha's son."

"I'm not attracted to you." I wanted that to sound tough, but it came out too weak.

"If you remove your panties now, we both know what we will find." He stares at me with so much intensity, almost daring me to challenge him.

I gulp audibly, unable to defend myself.

He frees my imprisoned wrist. "Lift your skirts up."

"What?"

He shoves me. "Don't make me repeat myself again."

I lift my skirt up, revealing white skin and red pants. Jace's eyes lower in lust, but he can't possibly lust after me...right?

"Remove your panties."

"I won't." Why should remove my panties?

Steam radiates from his nose as he clenches his fist beside him. "You know what I can do if you disobey me, right?" He roughly circles my neck with his big hands. "I'm going to destroy you, Lily, and I'm not playing."

I curse him under my breath before pulling down my pants. He collects it from me and examines it; there's a wet stain on it. I think I may die of embarrassment. I hurrily pull down my skirt.

"I didn't say you could lower your skirt yet."

I chew on my lips before lifting my skirt back up.

"Spread your legs." Jace bends down and looks between my legs. He doesn't say anything; he just stares. I think he wants to humiliate me. The reasonable part of my brain snarls at me to close my legs, but the whorish past refuses. She wants him to keep staring. "Just the perfect shade of pink."

I close my eyes and gasp when I feel his finger in my pussy. I involuntarily clamp my thigh together, shutting his finger in and shoving it deeper.

"Wider." He redraws his finger and smears my wetness on my thigh. "I'm going to enjoy fucking that tight virginal pussy of yours." He straightens himself and heads for the door.

"My panties."

He stops but doesn't look at me. He shoves it into his back pocket. "You will have to walk around school today with no panties on." He unlocks the door and leaves me needy.

I remain in the closet until I hear the bell signaling it's the end of the English. I just missed the very class I was rushing to attend because of Jace, I can't let him destroy my vision. I adjust myself and step out of the closet. The hallway is crowded with students all pointing and laughing at me.

"Dirty girl. You mean she removed her pants and begged Alpha Jace to fuck her?" Madison begins a mind link.

"She must be more desperate than I thought." Taylar laughs out her response.

There's so much noise in the hallway and everyone throwing accusations at me.

I lower my head and push through the crowd until I'm inside my class.

"Anna." Jessica, my best friend, hugs me from behind. "Where did Alpha Jace take you? He is so mean." She pulls me to a two-seater desk on the far right of the class, far away from the commotion down the hall. "It looks like you two have history."

I scoff and bury my head in my palms. "More than history, we have chemistry."

Jessica wraps her arms around me, smoothing my hair. "One of the secrets from your past that you never wanted to come after you?"

"Yes." I nod and choke on my tears. "I was living a perfect little life here until his wolf stormed into my life again, threatening to destroy me. He has promised to make the whole school hate me."

"Actually, the whole school already hates you."

I raise my head from my palms and laugh. "You're right."

"Cheer up girl." She holds my face in her hands. "It's not our fault that our parents are not alphas."

"Hey, dirty whore, I believe this belongs to you." Caleb folds my panties into a ball and throws it at Dash, who in turn throws it to another guy. Jace is nowhere to be seen. Typical Jace: after causing an uproar, he disappears.

I look away from them with an audible hiss. "There are so disgusting."

Jessica smiles at me. "I know."

The classroom gradually starts filling up with students for the next period. Jace walks in looking so confident as always. I used to admire that when we were younger, but now it makes him look so arrogant and proud. It reminds me of his father and of ugly memories. Two popular twins cling to his side. As he enters the class, all the girls drool excessively, licking their lips and turning necks to check him out. They are so pathetic, I will be the last girl in the pack to feed his ego.

"Anna."

I shake as a deep baritone jolts me back to reality. I look up to find Jace watching me; when did he reach me? He looks too handsome, even more handsome than he was this morning. It's not fair; no one had the right to be this good-looking.

"What?" I barely look at him.

The entire class gasps at my response.

He braces his hands on my desk and leans toward me. I shift backwards until the chair tells me there's nowhere else to go. He leans in further, and our lips are nearly touching. My breathing stops. "Is that how you respond to the strongest alpha and ruler of the entire West pack?" He whispers into my ears. "Who has the power to expose you for the murderer you are?" His eyes follow the movement of my tongue on my lips.

Is there something wrong with me? Why does fear arouse me?

"Stand up and come with me. I'm changing your seat."

"But this is our seat." Jessica speaks up for us.

"No one was talking to you." And where did Dash come from?

"And no one was talking to you either." Jessica retorts.

For a puny girl like Jessica, she really has a lot of guts to challenge these mean bullies.

Before I could even think of another excuse, Jace lifts me from my seat and drops over his shoulder. Fresh air blows my ass as my skirt yanks up. Jace's hands quickly covers my nakedness by pulling my skirt down and pressing his hands over my ass.

The next thing I know, I'm sitting at the last bench in the class where the players and most unserious students sit, the popular circle. Jace and I are sharing a two-seater desk, but he is sitting at the center, entering my space and spreading his heat into my skin. I'm uncomfortable.

"You're in my space."

"You should consider yourself lucky that I let you sit and not kneel on the floor where you belong."

I press my lips in, controlling myself not to say a word. It's so noisy back here, I can't even hear a word that the teacher is saying. I look over to my seat. Jessica risks a look behind and whispers sorry without the teacher seeing her.

"Why is she sitting with us?" Madison whines. "That's my position."

"She's not even in our status." Taylor snares at me.

Jace twists his lips and bangs his hands on the table, startling the whole class, including the teacher. "I'm sure I speak for everyone when I say Madison, shut your mouth."

The entire class erupts into fists of giggles and gasps. The teacher patiently taps his fingers on the board, too scared to challenge us. After a while, he resumes teaching.