INICIAR SESIÓN"If you force yourself on me, I will never forgive you. You'll have to take me kicking and screaming," I warned. At my words, his face became grave then he looked at me, making me feel a little more intimidated than I'm used to. "Whether silent or screaming, I will fuck you. You my mate and you will carry my heir, that's your role" He used his Alpha tone on me. It hurt. Not physically, but emotionally it did. He was ordering his own mate around like I was just another pack member. Why would he treat me any different? That was a silly thing to expect from him. He took his duty very seriously. His job came first before any thing else
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The house smelled faintly of lilies.
The same ones that had been placed over my sister’s coffin, Sarah.
Her dead wolf’s scent was now faint everywhere and the corners of the pack house that used to echo with laughter now felt empty.
We had just returned from the burial. The soil was still fresh on our shoes and the sky was still dark. My mother’s veil was soaked from the drizzle that began the moment they lowered the coffin into the ground.
No one spoke when we entered the pack house not until when my father, the Alpha entered inside.
He tossed his coat onto the sofa, his expression cold and composed, as though the funeral had been nothing.
"Aurora ....",
“We just buried her, Kane, please, not now. Not this conversation again.” As soon as my father started, my mother immediately cut him shot in mid sentence. She was standing by the doorway, her trembling hands gripping the edge of the table.
“This conversation is long overdue,” My father turned slowly toward my mother, his face calm in the way that frightened me most.
“We both know why she did it.”
My heart clenched at his words. I stared at him, shaking my head.
"She didn’t want to get married to him but still the agreement was already signed and we have to fulfill it, Aurora is going to replace her", My father spoke, point blank.
My mother gasped softly, clutching her chest. “kane. stop! How can you say that? She is not his mate, what will she do when her real mate comes", She cried but he ignored her.
"Aurora you going to get married on behalf of your sister", My father said, his tone flat and final,
My heart seemed to stop beating for a moment after listening to him and my knees buckled. My mother rushed forward, catching me before I hit the floor.
“Please, Dad. Please, not me” I cried out. I couldn’t take it anymore. My throat burned, my chest heaved, and every breath felt like swallowing fire.
“Aurora dear, you don’t have an option. I’ll destroy everything you have ever wanted. I’ll destroy your life if you don’t do this,” he said calmly.
“Kane, please. She’s all I have left. Haven’t you done enough? Haven’t we lost enough?”,
My mother stood between us then spoke with her voice trembling but firm.
“Lost enough? How are we going to rule this pack without his help. “The agreement was made, Clara. Alpha Dane gave us his warriors to protect this pack from the rogues. It’s done. Whether it was Sarah or Aurora doesn’t matter anymore. Our word must be kept.” His eyes flicked to her with irritation.
My mother’s lips parted in shock. “You can’t mean that. You can’t give her away too!” She stepped closer to him. “We just buried our daughter, Kane! You want to replace her with our last child? You’re not thinking straight!”
"I’m trying to protect this one before she follows the same path Clara.” My father retorted angrily.
“Protect her?” My mother’s voice cracked. “By selling her to a ruthless Alpha twice her age? To a criminal., he killed his own mate now he wants my little daughter", My mother spoke.
He didn’t answer. Instead, he poured himself a drink. The clink of the glass echoed in the silence, making the situation worse.
Everything was just a joke to him. I was a joke to him. My life, my happiness didn’t matter to him. Tears freely fell from my eyes as I shook my head, unable to accept what he was doing to me.
My mother moved towards to him again. “Please, don’t give our second daughter away. We don’t even know what happened to the first. Yes we saw the suicide note, Kane but it didn’t make sense! She was scared, but someone must have killed her!”
My father immediately slammed his glass down on the table after my mom's words. “She killed herself! Because she refused to do what was right for this pack!”
The sound made me flinch. My mother pressed her lips together to stifle a sob. She clutched my hand tightly as though she could protect me from him.
“Now, go and prepare your things Aurora , He will be here soon. So, you better look presentable for him,” he said.
My mother’s finger nails elongated and dug into my arm. She was pissed off but had nothing to do.
“Kane, no. Please, don’t make her do this.” She spoke but he turned away from her completely, not interested anymore.
“No, I won’t!” I shouted and that made him halt his movement. Anger and defiance were my last resort. He wouldn’t listen to my pleading.
“Shut up!” he roared, making me flinch.
“Please, she’s not ready,” my mother whispered, tears streaming down her face. “You’re pushing her to the same fate. Don’t you see? You’re killing her too.”
“Enough, Clara!” he barked. “He’s the well-feared Alpha. You will treat him with respect after the marriage. You will do whatever he wants you to do. He has already signed the papers and that makes him your husband. Learn to obey and respect your father!” he shouted, and I didn’t know what to say or do. I sat there on the floor lifelessly listening to him.
My mother’s sobs filled the room. She knelt before him, her pride forgotten. “Kane, please, I’m begging you. Don’t do this to her. I’ll find another way. I’ll talk to the Alpha",
He looked down at her coldly. “You think you can negotiate with Alphas like him? You think money can undo what’s already been signed? You should have learned by now that softness only brings ruin.”
“You’re not saving her, Kane. You’re delivering her to her grave.” Her voice faltered.
He didn’t respond. His silence said everything. I knew my father was a misogynistic, male chauvinistic jerk, but I never thought he hated us this much. We were from burying my sister but he didn’t care.
“Lock her again in her room.” He turned to the guards standing by the door.
I looked up at my mother one last time. Her lips quivered as she reached for me, but one of the guards held her back.
“Please, let me be with her. She’s my daughter... please!” They didn’t listen, they dragged me away, their hands rough against my arms and my mother’s voice faded behind the slammed door.
I was used to this.
My whole life, my whole existence I have been in this room, locked away whenever I annoyed my father.
When I finally returned to my room, it felt like stepping into someone else's life. The books on my shelf, the soft blanket, the moonlight pooling on the rug-it all belonged to a girl who thought her first shift meant freedom.
I sat on the bed, staring at nothing as I thought and planned.
What could I do? Where could I go?
Nowhere.
I had nowhere. But still I had to think.
A knock broke the silence.
"Miss?" a timid voice called. I recognized it, it was Elsie, one of the younger servants. Kind, but nervous. Always nervous.
"Your father says you're to come down for dinner."
Dinner. As if nothing had changed.
I didn't bother moving.
"Miss?" Elsie again, gentler. "He said… he said not to make him come get you."
That got me to my feet. My father didn't make idle threats.
I smoothed my dress with trembling hands, forcing my wolf to quiet. There would be a time to fight. But not tonight. Tonight, I needed to see the man they intended to bind me to.
"I'm coming," I responded.
The dining room doors were open when I arrived. The rich scent of roasted meat and herbs filled the air, so normal it felt wrong.
And then I saw him.
Alpha Dane sat at our table. That was enough to make me freeze.
.
Before he could lunge or order the guards to seize me, I turned and ran. I bolted past the tables, past the shocked pack members, and straight toward the tree line at the edge of the property. My bare feet slapped against the grass, then the dirt as I plunged into the woods.Branches whipped at my arms and face. My lungs burned. But I kept running, deeper and deeper into the forest, the sounds of the ruined ceremony fading behind me.I didn’t know where I was going. I only knew I couldn’t stay there another second.Raymond’s roar echoed through the trees behind me.“AURORA!”But I didn’t stop.I pushed deeper, lungs burning, legs already trembling from hunger. The trees grew thicker. Roots snagged at my ankles. I stumbled, caught myself, kept going. Every breath scraped my throat raw. Behind me the heavy, purposeful strides of Raymond in full pursuit closed the gap with terrifying speed.I veered left, then right, trying to lose him in the denser growth. My vision blurred with tears a
I woke to the sound of distant music.Laughter, strings, and the deep rhythmic beat of ceremonial drums drifted through the closed window, mocking me from the main courtyard.The ceremony. Carleigh's ceremony had begun.I sat up in bed, my hands trembling with anger. Outside my window, I could see the pack gathering. Colorful banners had been strung up overnight. Flowers lined the pathways. Tables were being set with food and drink. The whole pack was out there celebrating while I rotted in this room.They were making her Luna. She would stand beside Raymond, take his hand, and be proclaimed his mate in front of everyone. And I would be here, locked away like a dirty secret, forgotten and discarded.The sound of the music increased. A joyous, triumphant melody that made my stomach churn. I pressed my hands over my ears, but I couldn't block it out. It was everywhere. It seeped through the walls, through the floor, through my skin.I paced the room like a caged animal. Back and forth.
The rest of the day passed in a hazy blur of pain, tension, and stolen comfort.After our emotional conversation, Mackline stayed only a few more minutes, holding me tightly and whispering reassurances before slipping out to avoid suspicion. The hours that followed were some of the hardest. Hunger gnawed at my stomach constantly, making me dizzy and weak. I drifted in and out of uneasy sleep, my body aching from the bruises and the isolation. Every small sound in the house made me flinch, terrified Raymond would return and escalate the punishment.But Mackline risked returning twice. The first time, she brought a small bundle of food, two sandwiches, an apple, cheese, and water. She watched with worried eyes as I ate slowly, urging me not to rush. She also gave me a painkiller she had managed to sneak from the cabinet. Her presence was the only comfort I had; Her second visit was brief. She brought more water and simply sat with me, holding my hand in silence. The quiet strength she
The next morning, I was still curled up in bed, weak and sore, when the door clicked open.Mackline slipped inside quietly, closing the door behind her then her eyes widened instantly when she saw me, pale, disheveled, and clearly in pain. "Shit", She rushed over and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling me into her arms without a word.“Aurora… what happened?” she whispered, voice full of worry. “Raymond told me that he locked you in here and warned me not to come but of course I had too. Did he.... find out about us?”"No... but..", I paused and clung to her tightly, burying my face in her neck as fresh tears burned my eyes. Her familiar scent soft and comforting was such a painful contrast to everything Raymond had done to me last night"What did you do?", She asked softly rubbing slow circles on my back.“He caught me trying to go to the bathroom,” I said hoarsely. “He thought I was trying to wash him out of me. Then now he is punishing me. No food for three days and I’m not allowe
"Fuck"Raymond’s growl vibrated against my lips, low and filthy but I failed to say anything.I was still gasping, still trying to find air around the thick stretch of him buried so deep I could feel every brutal inch pulsing inside. My walls fluttered helplessly around his cock, tender and overwor
For a second the room spun.His eyes, still blown black with lust widened fractionally. Recognition, shock then something darker and hungrier.He didn’t pull out.Instead his grip on my wrists tightened until I whimpered. “Virgin,” he repeated, voice wrecked. Like the word itself was violence.Then
I stood in the center of the room for a long moment, arms wrapped around myself, nails digging into my biceps until the sting grounded me. My mother was safe, fed, healed and not rotting in a cage. That part was real but the rest, the promises, the threats, the way my body still betrayed me every t
Aurora's POVThe heavy clang of the dungeon gate echoed like a death knell, reverberating through my bones long after the guards' footsteps faded. The sound sealed me in, cutting me off from the last thread of light that had slipped through the corridor behind me. My breath caught, my pulse racing






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