Alora.
I struggled once more as soon as Jax took off his clothing and I saw his big member fully erect and pointed at me as if it was telling me to stay still.
Despite all Jax's disgusting features he was still handsome and his tan skin glittered under the moonlight, his wolf head tattoo was the only dark contrast to his skin and when he flexed his biceps it moved a little as if howling at me.
"You know what happens next, so stop moving around. I'm too hungry to care." Jax said, his voice losing its usual tone overshadowed by his wolf as his red eyes shimmered brightly before he climbed the bed.
He climbed above me, pinning me to the bed and I struggled to get away but he grabbed the chains on my neck and spun me back, cutting off the air that traveled down my lung as he slammed my back to the bed.
Panic rose from within me as Jax smirked at me, revealing a row of pearly white teeth with his canine growing longer and it was only a matter of time before he sank them into my neck, marking me as his.
He didn't need to, I was already marked as his the first day I had gotten here.
"Please..stop.." I managed to choke out as my eyes reddened and I coughed, desperately gasping for air and Jax let out a deep chuckle as his body rumbled over me, his huge weight crushing me. I could feel his member piercing through my stomach and I started to cry.
"Stop?" Jax asked as he stopped laughing as he reached for my cheeks very softly. He always did that whenever he was preparing to take me, his fake smile and soft touch was all part of his plan to make me submit.
He would look at me deeply, forcing me to submission and in a few seconds I'll stop struggling and lay there as he took me against his will.
Jax kept his eyes on mine, pouring submission into me and I could feel my fist unclenching and I relaxed underneath him, a tear ran down my face as I finally mustered the courage to speak.
"Please.." I managed to whisper before I finally relaxed underneath him, trapped inside my own body, unable to fight or struggle against the hold he had on me.
But Jax only smiled before he ripped off the dress I was wearing with a flick of his wrist, leaving me naked underneath him, exposing every inch of my body as he pulled off the torn material and threw them on the floor.
The cold rush of air from the window hit my skin and I shivered from both the cold and Jax's finger that traveled down my body and to the left side of my stomach where the mark was.
He trailed his finger over the branding he had done when I was fifteen. The night I had been given to him Jax had ordered that I was based as his with a hot branding iron.
Jax's Property.
That was what was branded on me, I remember the hot iron being smeared on my skin and it sizzling of my flesh as well as the burning smell of my flesh. I had screamed but they completely ignored me before I was finally thrown to Jax's home.
Jax's Property. Those words were forever branded on the left side of my stomach and even though I managed to run away, I would still be his, forever.
"You're mine, mine to use, mine to touch. Everything you own belongs to me," Jax said as he traced each letter against my skin before he finally looked at me, taking my wrist and pinning them above me on the bed.
And as much I tried to struggle against his submission hold he had on me, I couldn't. I was trapped, physically and mentally in my own mind. It didn't matter how much I tried to break from his hold, it was futile.
Jax leaned closer to me as he covered my right breast with his lips sending disgust through me as I whimpered under him.
He pulled away as he smiled at me and forced me to look at him when I tried to look away.
"You can moan if you want," He said and I snapped my teeth at him threateningly. His smile fell as he pulled back and whacked a blow to my head.
I instantly froze as pain exploded in my head and my vision blurred and I suddenly became dizzy and Jax roughly pinned me on the bed.
"You definitely asked for this. I'll give it to you rough." He growled as I saw a glimpse of his canine seep from his lips as his red eyes brightened.
I had made things worse and Jax snapped my head to the side before sinking his teeth on my neck.
I let out a painful scream and Jax didn't give me a chance to recover as he plunged into me roughly. Pain shot up from inside me and I screamed louder and started to plead with him.
But it all fell on deaf ears and he plunged harder into my depths. Taking everything and stripping whatever shred of dignity I had left.
Soon I stopped writhing against him and just left it to happen. His loud grunt and gasps like a bitch in heat filled my ears as my muscles stretched painfully to accommodate the size of him.
Jax continued into the night and I felt blood trickling down my legs as he shuddered in release before taking his member out of me and collapsing on the bed beside me. He pulled me closer to him, wrapping his whole body over my small frame so I didn't have the chance to roll or get away.
"You're mine." He whispered softly before he dozed off into a deep slumber.
I didn't sleep. I couldn't.
I felt disgusted and irritated in my own skin and I looked outside the window, the full moon shining outside brightly as if trying to mock me.
I was tired, I wanted to grab him and rip out his hair while choking him to death but I couldn't do that.
I was trapped here, with no means of escape.
I didn't want to be here, I didn't want to be a slave.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I whispered softly while looking at the moon but as usual I had no connection to the moon goddess because I was wolfless.
She wasn't going to save me. I thought.
My mate wasn't going to save me either.
The only person who could save me, was me.
I looked back at Jax who was sleeping soundly beside me, and at my shackles at my feet that Jax had torn off in his rage, and then at the opened window.
Yes, the only person who could save me, was me.
Alora. I waited a few hours until I was certain Jax was fully asleep. On full moons like this while he was strongest, he was also weak. The power of the moon fueled and drained him completely and when he slept off like this it wasn't until afternoon before he woke up. But the risky part of it was that Jax was a very light sleeper and he had extremely good hearing. If a pin would drop he would be fully awake, eyes blazing and ready for attack. I glanced back at him, his eyes closed and his long lashes falling on his cheeks, there was no imperfection on Jax's face and I understood why she wolves wanted him but he had rejected everyone of them. I didn't know where Jax stood on having a mate but it was obvious he wasn't letting me go any time soon. And for that I hated him. He had caused me so much pain and misery and this was my only chance to get away from him. I wiggled under his arm and he growled before pulling me closer to him. I frowned as I looked outside, the moon was stil
Ares. "Is he ready to talk now?" I asked Victor, one of my most trusted warriors, as I looked around the basement boredly. It was past midnight and I was getting tired from the days job but the little fucker we had captured snooping around my borders wasn't willing to talk. Victor turned to me, he was a tall man almost my height but I towered over him, over everyone. He had short blonde hair and a deep scar running down the side of his face narrowly missing his cold grey eyes. He was my second right hand man after my Beta and after he had proven himself worthy to me, he had gained my trust and now I trusted him with my life. "No Alpha, he still refuses to talk." Victor said and I yawned, pulling myself away from the wall I was resting against as I approached the captive. It was a man who was around his late thirties, he was strapped to the chair and bloodied from all the beating he had endured. His left eye was swollen shut and his other eyes looked up at me in fear. That's
Alora. Run, keep running and don't look back. Those words kept resonating in my ears like the echo of a loud beating drum. My heart thumped loudly in my chest as I placed one foot after the other and navigated my way through the dark thick woods. Keep running, Alora! I told myself as I had started to pant heavily from the current stress my body was going through, I had never had to run before. Five years locked up in Jax house and I've hardly ever stepped out of his home, I didn't even know what running felt like anymore. But today I was running, running away from the dark nightmares I was born into and made to stay in forever. I didn't want to live that life anymore and today was the day I would find the freedom I deserved. A part of me wanted to see my parents one more time before I finally decided to leave, but I knew turning back would mean I traded my freedom for seeing them. No doubt Jax must have noticed I was gone by now and I knew that if I decided to go after my pa
Alora. I couldn't stop myself from trembling with fear and anticipation. The man who drove the car was silent and he wasn't human either. He was a werewolf too, not an ordinary one, he bled of power and the aura surrounding him made me shiver in fear as I snuggled between the chairs to avoid being found. No doubt if I unmasked myself he would find me, or if I made the slightest noise he would know someone was there. Werewolves were known to have extremely good hearing and this man was powerful enough to hear me out. But he seemed to be distracted by his thoughts as I noticed every now and then he sighed like something was troubling him, but I was too scared to peep and look at him. I tried to avoid moving at all, even the slightest sound and I would be found. I couldn't risk anyone finding me, the plan was that when the car came to a stop and he got out, I would leave too and find refuge somewhere. I didn't have anywhere to go but I couldn't go to any other pack, no pack accepte
Alora. My heart thumped loudly in my chest as I rested against the car and turned my gaze away from the men. No! Where the hell was I?! I couldn't stumble into another pack,not especially if it was one of the packs Jax had control over. It would mean that I couldn't be free. I gasped desperately for air as tears filled my eyes and I raised my hand to my chest to stop myself from hyperventilating. But it was hard and I looked around the mansion. There was no one else in sight except the two guards at the gate, and I knew it was impossible to escape them. I had to think of something! But it was so hard to do so when I was imagining Jax walking in with a grin on his face and congratulating me on stepping into his den once more. I was hopeless as more tears filled my eyes and my body shook and my palms became sweaty as I looked around the estate.. Someone very powerful lived here and I could only think of one status in the pack where the person could afford such luxury. I
Ares. I walked into my room, slamming the door behind me. The stress of today finally weighed down on my shoulders as I sighed and reached for the buttons on my shirt when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I snatched it, grumbling at the disturbance after finishing my rounds at the west borders in case we had more intruders after the man I had just killed. Jax was one sneaky bastard and I couldn't let my guard down, not even for a second. I picked the call on the second ring after seeing my Beta's name flash across my screen. "What is it, Seth?" I growled into the speakers and I heard Seth take a deep breath as if fearing to tell me when he had called to say. Seth was my most trusted wolf, my right hand man and my childhood friend, he was the only I had ever called friend and I could trust him with my life, with every part of me. He had stood by me at every moment of my life, loyally serving me and I couldn't trust anyone at my back except him. He would give his life for me. "Uhm,
Alora. "Who the fuck are you?" His deep voice growled at me and I shivered as fear shot up my spine. The man standing before me was tall, he had a broad chest, and lean muscles. His biceps flexed as he raised his gun at me. He had deep blue cold eyes, not the usual blue of the ocean, nor the blue color of the sky. His eyes were a deeper shade, like a painter that stroked that spot repeatedly, highlighting the color. But instead of the warmth that the color blue brought, these man's were filled with cold and hate. There were no emotions in them, except from the reflection of anger in them. If I hadn't seen his reaction when he had first seen me I would have thought he could feel no other emotions except from anger and irritation. The way he had looked down on me was the exact opposite of the emotion on his face. He had looked at me with soft eyes, gasping silently at the color of my eyes. My violet eye color had been a mystery to my parents, I was different from the other wolves.
Alora. I stared into Ares' eyes. It felt so surreal that I had escaped from one deadly Alpha to another one. It was almost getting hard to breathe as my eyes watered and I thought of an answer to give Ares. He had asked for my last name and I knew telling him I was a Pentagon was basically taking the gun to my head and pulling the trigger. There was no way Ares was going to let me go knowing I was Jax's property. I had no choice but to take my parents last name, my rightful name. The name I was supposed to go by if Jax hadn't owned me. "Forrester. My name is Alora Forrester," I lied through gritted teeth, glancing away from Ares as it was hard to look him in the eye and lie. My heart thumped loudly in my chest as the lie rolled off my chest. "Hmm." Ares murmured. "And where are you from? Should I ask your pack since I can't smell your wolf?" He asked, raising a brow at me. My heart thumped loudly in my chest and I was scared he could hear it. I needed to think of something, and f