Alpha Draven's Fake Luna

CHAPTER THREE

"A hand clamps down on my mouth to muffle an incoming scream. "Don't you dare f*****g resist or I'll pull your head off your body right a-f*****g way you weak Omega" Timothy growls , twisting my hands painfully behind me and pushing me out of the room.

My stomach lurches and I feel the urge to vomit.

Soon, were out in one of the clearings close belonging to the black moon pack and he pushes me down on to the ground, shrugging off his clothes before shifting into his black wolf.

"Ple-please don't do this- I'll do anything -please"

My body shakes like a dying leaf and I'm half way through the thought of running away but decide against it- because he almost killed me the last time I did try to.

He growl in his wolf form as if sensing my thoughts and digs his large claws into the skin on my arm, running into the forest with my body hanging off his claws like a rag doll.

About two minutes later, my body is flung onto the murky ground , blood dripping from ever hole he managed to slice into my arms.

I curly myself into a ball, sobbing into my knees and hoping they would just kill me.

I needed them to just kill me and end all my suffering.

A big hand comes down around my torse before im hauled up and pushed against a large tree.

" Please-" I writhe in his hold, slamming my head against his in the process.

He smacks me across the face and my head swings to the side seconds before a scream tears out of me, the shear force of his hand against my cheek feels like needles being poked into my flesh

" Not another sound from you b***h!" Timothy growls, successfully tying me against the large tree.

"I'll do anything you ask but please don't do this to me" My attempts to beg doesn't reach him as he shifts back to wolf form, snarls at me and runs back to the pack house, leaving me for the stray vampire.

Minutes that feel like hours and hours that feel like years pass, and by each second I feel myself loosing more blood and almost falling into unconsciousness.

"'Please skye, please come out, I need you" My voice comes out dry and croaked, hardly even forming the words out.

*snap*

My head is suddenly swung to the side and I feel the tip of fangs against my flesh.

VAMPIRE!.

My heart clenches, and I slowly twist my head, locking my blue-green eyes with the red and thirty looking one of the vampire who already had his hands on my neck.

squeezing my eyes shut abd fisting my dress, I prepare for his fangs to dig into my skin and suck out the little blood I have left, indefinitely killing me.

But it never comes.

And I don't pull my lids apart until a gutteral growl fill the dark forest.

They snap open, widening at the sight of what I would probably call the largest werewolf in history, hovering over the vampire who was once on me, his head in the werewolves mouth.

My head spins as my saviour -the werewolf - snaps his head in my direction.

Blue green eyes clash with the deepest shade of blue eyes I have ever seen just as body gives up, pulling me into a dreamless slumber.