Chapter 2-1
When I finally came to I was still naked, but now I was laid out on a bed, my arms pulled over my head with silver chains that slowly burned the skin on my wrists. It took a moment for me to gather my surroundings, but when I did I let out a yell of defeat because I knew what this room meant, it was Alpha Tony’s room, they were going to rape and torture me until they felt that I had learned my lesson. I knew better than to do anything that would piss the alpha off more so I just sat there and waited for them to come in and do what they wanted to me, trying to ignore the dull pain between my legs.
I didn’t have to wait long because the door opened and in walked Alpha Tony, a sadistic smile on his face. He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. He reached out to my naked and battered body and ran his disgusting hands up my body, over my legs stopping only to painfully squeeze my breasts, digging the claws from his partially shifted hand digging into my flesh. and drawing blood. I let out a small whimper when he extracted them, but he continued his journey, stopping just below my neck.
“Why did you try to run away from me my little mate, hmm?”
I was too afraid to answer him, so I kept my mouth shut. This only mad him tip over the edge and lose his calm façade. His big hand was around my neck in no time, putting pressure on it but I was still able to breathe.
“Answer me bitch! Why the fuck did you try to run away from me you stupid whore!”
He never gave me any time to answer before he was on top of me, laying blow after blow onto my body, his hands going back around my neck, claws digging in.
He let me go eventually and I could feel the blood dripping out of the puncture wounds in my neck and over my body. He jumped off the bed and stormed into the closet and son came back out with what looked like a tool box in his hands. I had never seen this before, so I was genuinely curious about what was in it.
I was confused when he pulled out two things, a hammer and a screwdriver. He sat them on the bed next to me, out of my reach, and reached into his back pocket, pulling out his favorite knife. I pieced together what he was planning to do fairly quickly after that. A fear like no other took over my body. He’s going to kill me.
As if he read my thoughts and a sickening smile spread across his face.
“Ah, I see you understand what’s going to happen to you today. It’s time for you to die, little mate but first I want something from you.”
He climbed onto the bed and forced my legs open.
With his first thrusts, he picked up the screwdriver and drove the tip into my shoulder and dragged it down my arm, not stopping until he was at my elbow. I let out a blood curdling scream and he let out a moan of pleasure. He yanked the screwdriver out and picked up his knife. He placed the blade of the knife in between my collar bones and proceeded to drag it down to my navel, cutting deep, all the while still violating me with brutal force. He digs the knife into my side and yanks it out. I feel the blood pouring from the wounds in my body and black dots flash before my eyes.
“No.no.no, don’t pass out on me yet, I want you to be awake when I kill you, little mate.”
He shakes my head in an attempt to keep me awake before he thrusts one time before I feel him release himself inside of me. He pulls of me with a satisfied moan. I will never understand how someone could be as sadistic as he was.
By now he had covered himself and had repositioned himself over my battered, blood covered body. I could feel the life slipping out of me as I watched him raise the hammer over his head.
“Tonight is the day you die bitch, you deserve it.”
I had almost completely succumbed to the darkness when the door was knocked off its hinges and the most delightful scent filled my nostrils and a deafening growl filled my ears.
I was lost to my surroundings as darkness consumed me.
*The day before*
I slammed my hands on the desk. “Why the fuck is he trying to start another war with a pack. what is his fucking problem this
