The Unlikely Luna

4. The present

WARNING: Chapter 4 depicts scenes that may be a trigger for some audiences. Please keep in mind that all characters, places, and names are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or places or mere coincidence. If you would rather not read any scenes depicting rape, please skip ahead to the next dotted line.

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*Angelica's POV*

My new song was a hit. The audience went crazy for it. I couldn't help but feel proud at that moment. I was walking off stage and heading back to my dressing area to change back into my street clothes so I could join Seth and introduce him to David. I wasn't even paying attention when I walked right into Seth's poker buddy, Marty.

"Oh gosh! Sorry, Marty... I didn't see you right there!"

"It's okay, Angelica. I have a present for ya," he said with a smile as he handed me a bouquet of roses.

I blushed as I took a deep sniff to smell the roses. They smelled kind of funny but they were still very beautiful. I looked up at Marty to smell when everything faded to black.

When I awoke, I couldn't see. Something was covering my eyes. I tried to move it off but my hands were tied down. I was sitting and couldn't move. It took me a little while to realize that I had been tied to a chair. I was still wearing my dress so that helped me feel a little better but not by much. I could hear voices in the background. I tried to yell and scream to get help. My reward was a slap to the face, which already hurt as it was still helping from other bruises. I could hear snickering behind me yet no one dared to speak. Someone was touching me and trying to get me to react. I tried everything to ignore it and keep my mouth closed. I felt as hands started to pull on my dress. and my hair. I couldn't help but scream at the sharp pain. I couldn't help the tears and sobs that escaped me. I felt a hand around my throat. I couldn't breathe or even claw my way to freedom. I felt the void calling me as everything went dark yet again.

When I awoke again, my hands were tied behind my back. My ankles and knees were tied together and yet again my vision was taken from me by something covering my eyes. I wanted to scream but duct tape kept my mouth closed. I couldn't help crying yet again. I was on a cold floor and (based on what I could tell) I was naked. I wished someone would save me. I hated being the stereotypical damsel in distress but obviously given the current situation, I was unable to save myself. I recognized that pretty quickly. I tried to move, even to get up on my knees and get an idea of where I was. I heard a low chuckle, almost like a growl.

"Well, look who finally came around this morning!"

I wanted to curse and respond with a witty comeback but it all came out as a mumble. He seemed to find great pleasure in that. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt a hand touching my shoulder. It was almost gentle. Almost. He definitely enjoyed seeing me in this position. The only thing I hated was that I liked it. I just didn't like this man that seemed to be delighted by my current predicament. His hand didn't stay innocent long as he started to grab my breasts and kneaded them. He was certainly enjoying himself... He roughly grabbed my hips and positioned me so my ass was in the air and my face was to the ground. I couldn't help as I began to shake, my sobbing getting out of control. He made some comment about me being wet... could he really see my tears from that position? And what did my face being wet from tears have anything to do with what he was about to do...

I felt like I was being torn open as eagerly pushed himself inside of me. I screamed as he roughly pushed in and out. He was grunting and muttering something under his breath. I couldn't hear it over the sound of my own sobs and screams. He didn't seem to enjoy it long as he pulled it out and put it in my ass instead. I tried everything to fight him but I was powerless. I failed as a wolf and now I have failed as a respectable woman. The pain became too much as (yet again) everything faded to black.

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*David's POV*

I had been waiting by her car to greet her and congratulate her on her performance. It truly was amazing. I watched and waited but she never came out. I noticed some guy quickly take off but that was really the only thing out of sorts. Something was wrong. I didn't want to believe it but something just did not sit right with me. I walked around the parking lot and even asked if anyone had seen her after her set. No one had. My wolf was crying out looking for our mate when I felt it. I could almost feel her fear and her need for help. I couldn't help the growl that escaped me. I almost broke my phone in my hand. If I didn't have to maintain appearances due to the humans, I would have just done this my normal wolf way...

"Bambi, gather the warriors to meet at The Silver Siren. She's missing and I think I know exactly where to find her..."

I stood there looking up at the stars, wishing I could mind-link and reassure her that I would find her and everything would be okay... It pained me to know just how much she was hurting. I vowed to kill every last fucker that laid so much as a finger on her... As my precious Angel, I would give everything to protect her... 

Bambi led the wolves in her human form and waited for me to take the lead. Wherever she was, she was no longer conscious. However, I could almost smell her... I shifted, allowing my clothes to rip away as my bones popped and rearranged themselves. My wolf could not stand it any longer... We had to find her. Bambi followed my lead and shifted as well. Her wolf was rather small but definitely powerful. It was easy to underestimate her... and that is precisely what led to the downfall of any opponent she faced. 

Angel was screaming in my head. I was whimpering as I could feel her pain. Whoever had her was definitely hurting her. It fueled my anger and my desire to find her. She did not deserve such treatment and all I could see was red. I took off on all fours running towards the docks on the border of Saquita Junction and Marsitown. My anger only grew as my Angel's screams grew louder as well. Her scent got stronger as we neared one of the old warehouses. In the old days that was its purpose but now it was known as a brothel. Typically, the women were all human. I could no longer hear Angel, she must have lost consciousness again. I could still smell her. I followed her scent. Men tried to stop us but the warriors took them out so I didn't have to get my paws dirty on the pipsqueaks. I went down the stairs and into a basement. I could smell her but I could also smell blood. Her scent was fading. I hurried to find her laying on the ground, blood leaking from where she had been penetrated. I could hear some poor excuse of a man in the bathroom, cleaning himself off. He smelled like her. 

A growl escaped me as I approached him. He was cornered. Naked and in the bathroom. He was on the phone with someone. I wasn't sure who at first but the voice on the other end sounded very familiar. It didn't take me long to realize who it was. 

"Did she put up a fight?"

"She tried but that's normal. Nothing we couldn't handle."

"Is it done then?"

"Yep. No one is going to take her now."

"Seth told me he rejected her and what happened. Stupid bitch... Just make sure no one can tie it to us. I don't need that... We will file a report tomorrow saying she has taken off on her own or something. Make sure to thank Marty for me."

"Pleasure is all mine... literally. She's a looker all right."

I couldn't take it anymore. I growled louder as I approached. I snapped as my jaw clenched around his throat and I dragged him out of that room. Bambi came down to grab Angel and help her while I finished off the scumbag that dared to continue to breathe and try to fight for his life.