Athena
He violently grabbed my throat and set me on the table, the grip so tight that within seconds it became hard for me to breathe.
He kicked away the nearest chair to make space for him, and he stood between my legs.
I tried to get his hand off my throat but he was back to being the same cruel monster he had been. He did not care the slightest bit about the pain he was causing me.
"These bandages are not enough, Athena," He said lowly, "You are yet to have more of my marks. I'll leave not an inch of your skin untouched, you'll be covered in my scars that'll always remind you of how much I hate you."
His hurtful words once again made my tears threaten to fall from my eyes.
No, Athena! He does not deserve your tears.
Don't cry for such a monster like him.
"I wish you had any idea how much I hate you..." He chuckled.
'But what is the reason?! What did I do wrong?!'— I wanted to ask him but nothing left my mouth.
I only looked at him, asking all my questions in silence through my teary eyes.
I knew he could read them very well but he just did not care.
He tore my from the front and threw it away, his hands stopping mine before I could even attempt to stop him; He opened my bra and discarded it on the floor, cupping my breast in and squeezing it under his palm.
I struggled to free myself but his voice broke through once again.
"I think you have forgotten that I can throw you back at the stage of the auction I have brought you from."
I froze on the spot, my skin went cold as ice in fear.
"After all, the devil you know is better than the angel you don't, isn't he?" He whispered, the mock laid underneath his words.
He knew it, he knew what my weaknesses and helplessness were and he was taking the advantage of it in every way he could.
"So stop making a mess, and if you don't, I think you already know what's going to be your state."
I let go of all my struggles. Sitting there helpless, naked, and bare in front of him.
"Good choice." He smirked, enjoying my defeat.
He removed the last piece of clothing on me and moved on to open his shirt.
I kept my eyes low, not wanting to look at him at any cost...or maybe I did not want him to have the satisfaction of seeing my tears. But as they fell over on my lap, he indeed noticed them.
I had the sound of his belt coming off and his slacks dropping on the floor.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and made me look at him.
He used his index finger to trace down my tearstains, "Not enough." The lack of satisfaction spoke through his voice.
Of course, how could this mere amount of tears be enough to calm down his sadistic needs?
As he'd said himself, he'd make me go through a living hell and indeed this was hell.
Being near him was hell.
I suddenly felt pressure at my entrance, and as my eyes moved to look down, I saw the thick tip of his cock pressed against my opening, ready to pierce inside anytime. And the next moment he pushed his length inside of me.
My walls began restraining him. The pain shot through my whole body.
He did not push all the way inside at once, but that only increased the pain more. I still had not recovered from his last night's torture and he knew it very well.
I whimpered in distress and flattened my palms on the surface of the table to keep myself steady.
He took out his cock and then thrust inside with one thrust causing a scream to leave my mouth, "Ah!"
A growl of satisfaction rumbled in his chest that vibrated against mine and then he began with his pace, pummeling in and out of me at an animalistic pace. Hurting me with each thrust, making more of my tears fall as he kept recklessly fucking me.
"This is more likely what I love," A sinister smile took over his lips as he took my tears on the tip of his index finger and tossed it away.
I was having a hard time stopping my sobs and screams. He was too rough and all of this was too much to handle for both my body and mind.
I did not even bother to ask him to stop because I already knew he wouldn't. He was not going to make it easy for me.
Whatever he was doing might be a pleasure for him but it was a pain for me. It pained me so much that I couldn't even describe it in words.
Sebastian was breaking me into pieces to the point of no return.
His nails dug into the sides of my waist, deepening the prior wounds through the bandage.
I bit the inside of my cheek to stop the scream and soon I tasted blood inside of my mouth.
Sebastian moved his hands and pinched my nipples hard, twisting and pulling at them painfully. The burning feeling spread on my skin.
I closed my eyes, forcing myself to bear the pain.
I prayed and prayed and prayed in my mind that he'd stop, something would make him stop but all my prayers went in vain.
Sebastian was far from stopping.
He pushed me down the table, spreading my thighs even wider as he grabbed my throat and drilled his way inside of me. I could feel every inch of him and every time I did, it hurt even more. I felt ripped down there.
I struggled to breathe because his fingers only tightened around my throat. And he only made it worse for me when he pressed his lips on mine, devouring and biting on them.
After a whole long minute of suffocating me, he finally withdrew his lips from over mine and allowed me to intake air as he loosened his hold around my throat.
There was no lessening in his speed. He was a beast who knew no bounds.
He kept using my body like an object that he had no sentiments for.
A few moments later my release washed over me and I came around him, my walls clenched around his length as it released the fluids.
His pupils dilated, and a low groan left his lips as they parted, and then he released inside of me, shooting hot ropes of cum inside as he emptied his load.
He pulled out and slipped on his pants, whilst I finally gathered myself to sit up. I did even have anything to say, I unknowingly fell mum.
"Here, take this," He threw his shirt in my way, "Cover yourself and go to your room."
He grabbed his phone and wallet before he walked out of the room leaving me alone and shattered and all by myself.
I wiped my tears, trying to cope with the pain and my bleeding wounds before I slipped on his shirt and managed my way back to the room.
Sebastian Valdez was a sadistic monster. And in these 48 hours, he left no chances to prove it wrong; Now I did not have any wonder why he was cursed.
Indeed he was cursed because of his deeds but my fate got me stuck with him.
And maybe this was my curse-- That he was my mate.
SebastianI grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair she bobbed her head up and down, taking me in her mouth and as always trying her best to please me, being as submissive as she had been since from the start.This woman never failed to please me, or I was never dissatisfied with Celine or her obedience when it came to sexual terms. But today....something was off.It was not because of her. It was because of that damn burden I purchased from the auction. I fucking hated her. I loathed everything about her.I didn't need this mate bond, I did not need that woman in my life to stay powerful. She was only here for my pleasure and the damn beast within me that won't remain calm without her presence around me.Nowadays the only person who'd be in my mind was Athena. She was imprinted on my soul and gave me reasons to fear the outcomes. I fucking hated her.I did not want the mate bond. I did not want her. She was just another object for me. There was no way that I was going to feel anything
AthenaWarning: 18+, strong mature content ahead.For the past few days, the only time I got to see Sebastian was when he'd come to my room and use me like every other day. He indeed made me feel like an object; He treated me like one.But somewhat there was no chance of getting used to his tortures. Each day he was giving me another reason to crave an escape.Maybe there was a time when I'd desperately prayed to meet my mate, but Sebastian Valdez has left me with no other want other than getting out of his cage. He was lethal and his venomous nature was even more lethal.I wanted to run away far away from him and never come back.These few days were enough for me to accept the bitter reality that he did not deserve to be called a mate; He was a bloody sadistic being.I didn't even want to see his face. He disgusted me. Every time he came in front of me, the memories of everything he did to me would flash in front of my eyes like a projector.I wished I could escape from this hell...
AthenaMy wounds did not heal. Not even the slightest bit though it has already been a day.Usually, they would heal on their own during the day but this time they were drawn deep. They were like the invisible wounds Sebastian has given me all these days.He was destroying me bit by bit. He was ruining me every day and night. And after what he did last night, the need to escape from him was sowed deep within me.Last night, the realization had finally hit me— I had to escape his cage, not only for myself but for my soul. He'd already tainted me, snatched my innocence, leave me all shattered and scattered. And the way his tortures were increasing, I couldn't even imagine how he'd go.He certainly had no bounds. He was a sadist.And after the shower, I looked at myself in the mirror, and unknowingly I found my eyes filling with tears.The reality hurt more than the nightmare itself. The reality pained me and somehow it pained another part of me too—My wolf, who was like a shadow who mi
AthenaIt was late at night and Sebastian had not come to my room yet. As I looked at the clock, I came to realize, it was already hours past the time he'd usually come to my room.There were far fewer chances of him coming to my room, today. Maybe he was simply enjoying his night with his beloved mistress instead of deciding me torture me like every other day.I needed to go out of the room to reach Winona and get out of this place, but what if Sebastian comes all of a sudden?If he catches me trying to escape...I did even know what he'd do.Surely he wouldn't kill me, but whatever he'd do, I knew it was going to be worse than death.But sitting like this was not going to help me either.I might lose a huge opportunity because of my fear.What should I do?Sit here and wait for him or just put faith in fate and go for it?This was my last chance to escape. I couldn't miss it.Every minute with my so-called mate felt suffocating, I was dying little by little.....No! I couldn't miss t
AthenaEverything around me stopped, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't talk, my eyes stayed glued to the sight of Winona's beheaded body and my shaking hand moved to touch my cheek where lingered her blood. A momentary disbelieve shrouded my body and soul.He killed her? He...Killed her.He just killed her right in front of my eyes and I couldn't do anything to save the girl who was only trying to help me.She died because of me....I stilled on the spot, my blood felt cold as ice. For a moment I forgot how to move, and maybe even breathe. I did not know how to react, the horror I witnessed with my eyes left me petrified. I was shaken to my soul.He was a murderer. A bloody killer."Now that the first culprit has reached where sit deserved to be, it's your turn to pay for your mistakes, Athena Campbell," His voice sounded through the silent room breaking my trance.I looked at him, absolutely having no intention to run away or stop him even if, in his mind, he decided to kill me.I jus
AthenaI woke up in bed, alone in the room. Or so, that's what I'd thought until my eyes drifted to spot Sebastian sitting casually on the black couch set in the corner.Dread crawled up my insides just from the sight of him.It was indeed the morning, yet everything in his room made it seem still darker. The curtains were fully closed, the high walls with the deepest shade of black painting them and the minimal amount of lightning that was currently the only source of light, made it seem like there was a different sort of darkness that was draped over this room.Indeed it was expected, it was Sebastian's room— The Alpha who was considered the ruler of darkness with venomous nature and all of his barbaric deeds."So you are finally, awake," He spoke, letting the coffee mug set on the side table and stood up.I clutched the blanket tighter to me in reflex as he slowly walked closer to me.I found myself pressing my back further into the headboard of the bed, the memories of last night
AthenaJudging by the woman's facial structures and wrinkles that draped all over her face, it was not hard to scrutinize that her age could not be less than sixty. Her skin color was light brown and multiple freckles were dotted on her crinkled skin, grey covered most of her hair. There was a strange sort of care shining in her eyes as she looked at me."Who are you?" I asked.Confused and baffled by her sudden arrival. I did not even know who she was, and what could even be the reason for coming here late at night?"I am Julia, I used to work as Sebastian's nanny when he was a kid."Soon as she spoke what Sarah had said the day I came here after Sebastian purchased me rang in my mind as a recognition."If anyone who has the possibility to know about it is...Julia."— About his curse.If she'd come a few days, maybe I'd have bothered to ask her about Sebastian and his past but now, I just did not want to.What I experienced was enough to tell me he was and has always has been the ass
AthenaI couldn't breathe, speak or blink. I was horrified; There were so many emotions rushing inside of me at this moment. My entire existence was in denial right now. What I heard pained me beyond extreme, it was so severe that my body was trying to find relief by trying to deny the truth."No...no...no, you must be lying," I found myself vigorously shaking my head, despite knowing that there was not even a drop of a lie in everything she said, "It's not his story, it can't be his story."Julia must have seen the fear of acceptance that draped over my eyes because she did not try to convince me to believe her, she just kept speaking."His father killed his mother right in front of his eyes. He saw his mother's throat being slit by his father, I and many maids were there too but we all were forced to witness it just like the Nine years old Sebastian. Poor Carolina begged her mate, she knew there was none for her child except for her, her eyes constantly took glances at the tear-sta
Sebastian"Sebastian, you have to talk to Vincent. Enough is enough; I can't handle him anymore," Athena walked into the room, her hair cascading down her waist, her skin flushed with frustration, "Moreover, we don't even have enough room for toys and dresses now. There are still hundreds of things that Asher hasn't even tried yet, but he just dropped off more than ten bags full of outfits, just now! Asher's growing so fast; he won't even get to try all of it. It's all going to be a waste. God, I can't take it!"She threw her hands over her head. In her flowy white maxi dress, with no bra on, she did indeed look tempting. It might make me seem like a complete jerk, but I wasn't paying the least amount of attention to her words compared to what I was paying to her body now.Oh, how I would love to tear that dress off of her and have her on the bed, clutching onto the sheets with her silky hair sprawled all over the pillow while with each thrust, I'd drive deeper into her—it'd be a deli
Athena"Luna, there's someone who wants to meet both of you," the maid informed us."Who is it, sweetie?" I asked as I gently placed Asher in his crib. This was his second nap of the day, and in his soft snores, there was a hint of Sebastian. He had definitely taken after his father in terms of looks and a few habits."He says his name is Tristan Perez.""What, Tristan?" I asked, my brows rising in surprise, and Sebastian's reaction mirrored mine as he immediately closed his laptop."Bring him in," he said, “Right now."The maid promptly left the room.It had been four months since that fateful day when Sebastian, after apologizing to Tristan, me (even though I was unconscious at the time), and our newborn baby, disappeared. He had promised to return the following day, but Tristan had vanished without a trace. No phone calls, no visits, no messages, and no news. Cora had been devastated, but she eventually found the strength to move on, accepting the possibility that he might never re
AthenaFour Months Later"Sebastian, Vincent, I need to feed Asher. You two need to give him to me, right now!" I yelled for the second time, standing at the doorway with my arms crossed over my chest."Do you want to go to Mama?" Sebastian asked, planting soft kisses on Asher's cheeks, eliciting a chorus of giggles, "We don't think so. He's happier with Daddy and Uncle Vince.""Yeah, our little fighter is happier with us than with you, Athena. You seem to bore him all the time," Vincent chuckled, gently taking Asher in his arms and playfully nibbling on his ear, "What a big boy you are, huh?!" He planted a loving kiss atop Asher's head."Yeah, Mama's boring," Sebastian joked, pretending to lie down across Asher's lap. Asher, ever the daddy's boy, leaned in and gave Sebastian a kiss of his own, complete with a cute but slobbery open-mouthed smooch. That was his way of kissing."See, even Asher agrees with us," Vincent said with a proud grin.Goodness! When I had Asher, who could have
AthenaEverything around me felt too light, and my body felt burdened by an inexplicable weight. I was acutely aware of my own breath, the gentle touch of someone's fingers caressing my cheeks, and the faint, delicate movements of a small figure nestled in my arms.Do the departed continue to breathe? Perhaps in their consciousness, or maybe in a manner imperceptible to the living. Do the dead really breathe?Am I among the dead now? If I am, then why do I still sense that touch, one that seemed to coax my soul to the surface with every stroke? Why do I feel the presence of someone incredibly dear to me, as though a part of my essence had drawn near?Thoughts raced through my mind, clamouring for attention, until one realisation surfaced — my baby.My eyes slowly fluttered open, adjusting to the soft, ambient light. The surroundings were unmistakably familiar — our very own home, and our shared place—Our room.So....we made it?"Love," Sebastian's voice whispered beside me, and I turn
TristanI had made a mistake. A great one. One that I couldn’t undo no matter how much I wished.Cora handed me the diary as we all stood outside the hospital. The morning winds were bitterly cold or maybe, it was just the cold within me."This is Celine's diary," she said, her demeanour different today, unlike the times when she used to follow me around in an attempt to make me acknowledge the mate bond I had been denying until now. Of course, I knew the reason—she had seen the kind of person I had become.And who would ever want to be with a man like me? Worthless.I hadn't done this right. I made Athena pay a price she wasn't supposed to pay—all that pain and suffering just to see her child's face once. She had endured too much for my revenge, a revenge I shouldn't have sought in the first place. But what else could I do? I wanted to hurt Sebastian, and she was the only one who truly mattered to him in this entire world.Celine died to save Athena. Had I made her sacrifice go in va
Athena"What kind of sick joke is this?" Sebastian growled. "She can't even breathe, and you're asking her to push? Is this another one of your schemes to put her through even more suffering? Listen, Tristan, why don't you just leave? You've already succeeded, then just go.""Look, I'm not lying. I know I should be the last person you'd trust, but if you want to save her, this is the only way. It had always been this way.""Do you expect me to believe that? You're the one who brought my mate and child to this condition. And now, you suddenly change your mind and say you're willing to show a sick way to save her?""I don't know why I'm doing this, okay?" Tristan shouted. "I still don't know if I'm supposed to save your mate and child and give you a happily ever after when you've ruined hundreds of lives, including the one I loved. I'm not even sure if I won't regret my decision if I save her... but," his voice dropped low, "I don't know if I'll be able to forgive myself if she dies bec
Vincent"Where could it be?!" I scoured every corner of the room that my sister had once lived in. Each belonging I touched, felt like a piece of my soul leaving my body. She had degraded herself into being someone's... object, all to avenge a duty that was never meant to be hers in the first place.I had failed as a brother. First, I couldn't save my wife and child, and then my sister— I had failed as a brother, a husband, and a father. Perhaps, at some point, even as a son, the day I emptied all the bullets in my gun into my mother's body.What else could I have done? She wasn't the mother I once knew, or maybe she never was. She’d become just a wife, a woman consumed by revenge for her husband's death, stooping to any level she could."Fuck, I need to find it!""Do you really think she wrote about it in her diary?" Cora's voice was laced with frustration, mirroring my own. Despite her wound, she'd insisted on coming with me. Seeing her struggle and fight through the pain just to be
AthenaIn just a matter of minutes, perhaps five at most, another howl echoed from the same direction I had just fled. The urgency to rescue my child and escape intensified. The deeper I ventured, the jungle's darkness engulfed me, beyond the approaching dusk, as if the very terrain absorbed my every pawfall.Adjusting to my newfound lupine form proved challenging, despite the profound potential it held. Joy should have welled within me, had circumstances been different. Amid this life-and-death urgency for my child and me, my half-life of hell ended. The ash-hued fur now enveloping me marked my shift – bones realigning, former doubts erased. A single question remained, paramount: Can I save my baby?I did not know but I knew, I had to. No matter what, I had to.Irrespective, I surged forward with unrelenting speed, and the strength in my body grew. But the abdominal ache deepened, sapping my strides. My efforts persisted, each second ticking toward an impending reckoning. My deliver
SebastianThere was no trace of her anywhere. Every search and every query yielded negative results.Fuck this!A bead of sweat trickled down my forehead. My heart's rhythm grew louder, each passing second eroding my grasp on composure—I can't forgive myself if anything happens to her or our child. Past mistakes already burdened me, and failing them now would be unbearable."Any leads?"."No, Alpha. No sign of her," came the reply."Then search around! Why the fuck are you calling me without anything to report? Damn it!”"Apologies, Alpha. We'll expand the search."I disconnected and flung the phone away. This situation was maddening. Worry consumed me, and Aaron's tactics, unexpected. I had misjudged his feelings for Athena, forgetting the twisted core that might lead him to harm her for his ego's sake.Damn it! I should've seen this coming. Accompanied her instead of letting her go with Cora.How could I act fucking careless?!I sped up the car, the dark night heightening my fears.