The Runaway Luna

CHAPTER 4

Anna

“That wasn't so bad,” Damon swiftly dressed up, and I curled up into a ball, hiding myself underneath that smelled like him. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I tried to be strong. I blinked them back, clenching my fists in anger.

I knew it had to be done, but I just couldn't act like him taking my innocence wasn't a big deal. I had never ever thought he would be my first, and yet, he was.

And that condescending smirk on his face made me regret ever agreeing to sleep with him. I hated it so much, I had never felt so exposed, so disgusted with myself.

He saw everything.

I had taken off my clothes like he said, and the way he gazed at my body made me squirm uncomfortably.

I had almost thought this was a bad idea, but after he had climbed on top of me, I couldn’t back down. I let him touch me with the same hands he used in killing my parents, Stella's parents and half of our pack.

I kept my lips shut when he kissed me, but it didn't last for long. His hand gripped my backside fiercely, forcing a gasp from me, and he immediately plunged his tongue into me, taking me by surprise.

And when he finally entered me, I fully regretted ever doing this. I had to bite the back of my hand to stop my screaming.

It was painful, too painful that I begged him to slow down, but he never did. He groaned on top of me, going up and down, whimpering in ecstasy, while I lay there, nearly half dead.

Finally, he got off me, and I felt a little bit of relief. It was over, finally. But if I didn't get pregnant, would we have to repeat it again? The thought made my skin crawl.

“The doctors will check up on you in three weeks, and I better hear good news, Anna. I don't want to ever touch you again, so you better get pregnant.” He warned sternly before leaving.

I immediately dressed up and left after he did. When I reached my room, Stella was waiting, her face full of worry. I whimpered in sadness, and she immediately threw her arms around me, hugging me tightly.

“It's okay, it's okay,” she whispered gently, and led me to the bathroom where I sat under the shower, the cold water feeling like needles against my skin.

I wanted to scrub off his scent, his touches, his kisses, his seed, everything about me off my skin, but my body betrayed me. No matter how hard I scrubbed, no matter how hard I washed my body, I could still smell him on me.

My skin was red, raw from my intense scrubbing, but I didn't care. If left to me, I would have skinned myself off this tainted, this defiled flesh.

But Stella stopped me from hurting myself any further. The shower water mixed with my blood and went down the drain in a reddish stream of shattered innocence.

“Stop hurting yourself, Anna. It wasn't your fault.” She said, caressing my hair.

“I let him touch me. I let him touch me with those bloody hands. My parents must be so disappointed in me. I let them down.” I whispered in pain, my tears mixing with the water.

Stella brought me to my feet and wrapped a towel around me, slowly putting me on the bed. “They would be proud of you, Anna. You saved the pack. You're not a disgrace at all, you did what any responsible pack leader would do.”

Stella's words seeped into my skin, filling the void in my chest with warmth. I wiped my tears away, looking sadly at her. “Really? Did I do the right thing?”

She nodded. “Don't worry about anything, Anna. If the goddess wants you to get pregnant, you will. She surely wouldn't let him touch you again.”

“Maybe you're right. Thanks, Stella. You made me feel better.”

I hugged her tightly, letting myself calm down for the first time tonight. “You're welcome, Anna. I'll get you fresh clothes.”

I felt less upset with myself after that night, and no one spoke of it again. I decided to forget about that painful night, but whenever I saw Damon, I was reminded of it, and it brought fresh tears each time.

The day for the doctor's visit came, and I was extremely anxious. I hoped I wasn't pregnant, I really hope I wasn't. I had not been seeing any symptoms, so I hoped I wasn't. But at the same, I wish I was, so Damon wouldn't have to touch me again.

But the doctor had bittersweet news for me. Damon and Sophie weren't present during the checkup, just Stella and me.

“Congratulations, you are pregnant.”

The news struck me like lightning. I wanted nothing but to disappear, to wake up from this terrible dream, but it was my harsh reality.

I touched my stomach, and burst into hot tears. “How can I be pregnant?”