All Chapters of Don't Claim Me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Alora“I’ll teach you to attack me and try to tell me what the fuck to do.” I hear an angry voice.Then I’m grabbed by the hips, flipped over onto my stomach, my hips are pulled up, and then suddenly he is behind me shoving into me. I scream bloody mureder at the absolute agony of what he’s doing to me, but with the muzzle on me it’s just inarticulate sounds and nothing more.“Fuck Bobby, you are hurting her, if you tear her apart she’s never going to be able to carry a pup.”“She needs to know her fucking place, who the fuck cares. She’s an alpha, she’d never carry our pups anyway. So, now she’s only a hole, the fucking bitch.” He keeps thrusting, and the pain never ends. There’s warmth running down my legs.Finally he finishes, and he throws me to the side. Then they all leave me here, closing a heavy metal door behind them. What the fuck is happening? I have something across my mouth and head. I feel back and there’s a latch and it has a padlock thing on it. I pull hard but I can’t

AloraMy wolf backed up, but stayed close just in case we needed to defend ourselves. I didn't give a fuck if this guy was supposedly our mate or whatever, I wasn’t going to automatically trust him.I watched as they had all freaked out at his declaration we were mates, but I chose not to comment. I just stayed quiet and watchful.“We're going to take you to the van with the other women we've rescued, and take you to our pack so our doctors can treat you.” He said matter of factly.I decided that after all of the things those men had done to me it would probably be a good idea to be checked over at least. So, I nodded. He nodded back and the group of us left the room to head down the hallway.I made sure to keep space between us and not let anyone touch me. So far they'd all been respectful about it, including the tall guy. We made it to a passenger van, and the side door was still open. I could see 4 other women already inside. I got in and went to the far back corner. I purposely di

AloraNissa led me to the 3rd floor of this massive mansion, “A lot of us single wolves live here, it’s rather like being in a college dorm, or at least that’s what it always reminds me of. The kitchens serve 3 meals a day, and there’s snacks left out all the time. Each floor also has its own little kitchen area with a fridge, microwave, pantry full of snacks, and stuff like that. It’s all community so you can help yourself to anything. We all take rotations at different jobs for the pack, like helping in the kitchens, or helping in the kids area, or guard rotations, even maintenance sometimes.” I didn’t comment, just nodded when she looked at me. I was visually cataloging everything. I was looking at exits, entry points, locations where people would be located, possible ambush points, or places where it would be easier to be cornered and attacked. My wolf kind of whined in my head, and I just explained by thinking to her about what happened to me as a kid. Then I saw her seem to low

KillianIt has been 3 fucking weeks since Alora came to the pack. She has been helping out at different places, and she is very efficient. I think some of the pack are surprised she’s not more social, as normally wolves are more social creatures. I think some members of the pack understand that the way she became a wolf was very traumatic, and what happened afterward has made her leery.What they don’t know and I know in my gut, and Dr. Martin very much agrees with me about, is that this girl has a heap more on her shoulders than just what happened to change her into a wolf, and what those bastards did to her after her change. No, there are layers of scars that she is carrying around with her, and it’s affecting everything, including us being mates.I am having more and more trouble keeping Siril away from her wolf. I am trying to get her used to my presence and let her get her wolf time to be around mine, so hopefully that eases the way for us to move forward. The pack knows she’s my

KillianI told Siril to back off so we could possibly help dampen the flood of emotion she was probably getting from us. It seemed to help as she calmed and just laid there with her eyes closed and panted gently. I went to the side of the bed just looking down at her beautiful face that was drawn in distress. Then she opened her eyes and there was so much there. She was exhausted still, she was hurt and confused, and there was a huge bunch of pissed the fuck off looking back at me. I did notice that it wasn’t her wolf who was pissed, it was Alora. Not that I blamed her, I really hadn’t meant for it to happen that way.“Did you plan that?” She asked me softly as he stared up at me.“No, Alora, I honestly didn’t. I’m sorry, I should have anticipated the mate pull would be too much for Siril and he would want to claim your wolf. I was trying to pull him in and shift, but I couldn’t manage to do it before all of that happened, and then he bit. To wolves it’s instinctual, there’s no emoti