Chapter Two

Brielle’s POV

 

“Are you a novice?” He asked, chuckling softly. 

“Wait, are you a virgin?” He asked, with a shocked expression. 

 

“No, I have just done it once,” I responded, trying not to look at his face and the thing tugging against me. 

 

“Once? Just once? Was he that bad?” He asked, laughing softly. 

“It did hurt, but wasn't bad,” I responded, trying to defend Ken’s honor. 

 

“Was it the ex-fiance?” He asked. 

The boldness he had adding ex to it wowed me. 

“His name is Ken,” I corrected him. 

 

“Well I'm not Ken,” He stated, placing his hands around my waist. I couldn't fight him because that would make my situation much worse. 

 

Before I could breathe another word, his lips locked with mine. He sucked on my lips passionately, sending cold shivers through me. 

 

The tingling sensation was killing me as I kissed him back. I felt his hands go into my robe reaching for my breasts. 

 

“Damn, they are huge.” He commented as he placed his mouth on them. 

The compliment made my body even more excited. He sucked on the breasts like he had yearned for it always. 

 

I held back my moans because it would seem I was cheating on Ken but the feeling was heavenly. 

 

I held his head tightly to my breasts because I didn't want him to stop what he was doing. 

 

He tore off my panties bringing my cunt in contact with his penis. He lowered my head down to it. 

 

I knew what he wanted but I had no experience doing it. I put my lips on it thinking of what to do next when he rammed it into my throat. I felt it hitting my throat as he groaned with pleasure. 

 

I could feel it throbbing around in my mouth as my eyes began to water up. 

 

He removed it from my mouth, as he went on top of me. Seeing him from that view made me feel like I was about to be crushed by a mountain. 

 

I was already soaked as the thought of him in me made me excited. 

 

“Here we go, don't worry. I would be gentle.” He stated as he gently slipped into me. My vagina made a lewd noise as he filled me up. 

 

I felt heat emanating from that region to every part of my body. He moved slowly, making me gasp for breath. My entire body shivered with pleasure as I felt dominated. 

 

My legs wrapped around him, as he increased his speed. 

 

It felt too good that I didn't know when I begged him not to stop. I could feel myself reaching climax because my brain felt like it was about to explode. 

 

I held him tight as every swing he did made me feel better than the last. 

I moaned loudly as I cummed for the first time and it was magnificent. 

 

I fell straight asleep as all my pains and tiredness seemed to have drifted off. 

I woke up the next morning feeling much more relaxed than I ever was. I turned to find him out of bed and nowhere in sight. I went to the bathroom to clean myself up of the mess from the previous night. 

 

I came back to see the lady who had shown me around standing over the bed 

“Can I help you?” I asked, my hands holding the towels wrapped around me. 

 

“My Luna, it's your father. He is dead.” She announced, bowing her head.  At that moment, I remembered Ken, who I had stood up. 

 

“How…” I stuttered, staggering backward because of how fast the room was spinning. 

 

“He didn't wake up my Luna,” She replied. 

 

I ran back into the bathroom and burst into tears. I couldn't believe how fast my world crashed in a matter of hours. 

 

Two months after my father died, Chase became another man. 

 

He had been sleeping around with whore and coming home late. He sent all the paperwork of his company to me for drafting. I became a slave to him and at the same time a Luna to the people. 

 

So on that day, I decided to give him a piece of my mind. 

“I need to talk to you,” I voiced. He was busy on his phone with his legs crossed on the bed. 

 

“Why? What's with all these?” I asked, trying to hold back the tears gathered in my eyes. 

 

“Why am I doing what?” He responded, not looking away from his phone. 

 

“Why do you treat me like trash?” I asked calmly, not to cause a conflict.

 

“How else do you want to be treated?” He responded, staring at me. 

“I am your mate for God's sake!” I lashed out. 

 

“Watch your tone, woman! And don't ever call yourself my mate.” He said. 

 

“You were nothing. You came from a family of trash. I gave you name, purpose, a reason to live, “ He added, pausing as he stood to his feet. I staggered back with fear because of how furious he looked. 

 

“I knew about your little runaway trip, you whore.” He voiced, as he walked up to me.

 

“Let's just say your man had a run for his money.”He added as he burst into laughter. 

 

I was shocked. I always thought Ken was ignoring my calls and texts because I ghosted him. 

 

“Chase! What did you do?!” I exclaimed, holding back my tears. 

 

“Do you think I am deaf? Running away by ten? By a fountain?” He recited, chuckling loudly. 

 

“Let me make something clear to you zipshot! I own you! This is my pack and you are my property and I would do to you as I see fit.” He stated, holding my shoulders firm. 

 

“Do you understand?!” He exclaimed angrily. I nodded my head in response, as I shivered like a dog left in the cold rain. 

****

 

Ever since then, I have been living at the mercy of Alpha Chase. He treated me like trash and made me a prisoner in his home. And now I am being forced to watch as he makes love with three ladies, one of whom is my best friend. 

 

I watched them have a good time till they fell asleep. I couldn't sleep, my life had become a nightmare. Only the Goddess knew the horrors that awaited

me in my dreams. 

 

I looked around, hoping for a miracle. Something that would set me free from this pain and even death would be welcomed as long as it took me far away from the claws of this suffering. 

 

I was already losing consciousness when I heard a piercing sound like a whistle. I opened my eyes to see my handmaid trying to set me free. 

 

“What are you doing?” I asked in shock, scared if it was another one of Chase’s games. 

“We need to leave now!” She responded in a shaky voice. 

 

I ran out of Chase’s quarter with her towards the border of the Pack City. 

I could feel a tingling sensation as we approached the dark area of the woods. It seemed someone was watching us, stalking us like a predator. 

 

“Who are you?” I growled as I stood my ground. My body was enveloped with sweat from fright. I was so scared that I peed myself. 

 

“Where are you running to, my Luna? ” Chase asked as he emerged from the dark with several of his guards beside him. 

 

“I'm not yours to keep,” I yelled out of panic. I knew I had walked into a trap when the maid that freed me was nowhere to be found. 

 

There was nowhere left to run to. I was in between a cliff with rocky water and a pack of wolves who wanted to hunt me for sport. 

 

“I am your alpha! The only master you would ever know.” He bragged as he tapped his massive chest. 

“Where do you want to go? Do you want to be an Omega, a lost useful dog? ” He questioned furiously causing saliva to fly like shrapnels from his mouth. 

 

I cowered in fear as he drew closer to me with a chain in his hand. 

 

“I am not going to be your little bitch,” I voiced, still shaking with fear. 

 

The other werewolves beside him burst into laughter at my statement. 

“My sweet little Luna, you are already our little bitch. Look at you, you are our sport.” He remarked as he drew closer to me with an evil smirk on his face. 

 

“Boys, she's all yours.” He growled. 

I looked around and there was only one option in front of me. I rather face a gruesome stony death than be a slave to an alpha like Chase.

 

So, I jumped off the cliff without hesitation or fear because I was ready for death. 

If it would come for me.