Taming the Rogue King

A Wretched Alternative

***** Trigger Alert... This chapter contains a description of assault. If the content disturbs you, please read after the asterisk in bold ‘*****’ If you need help, please reach out to your friends or qualified professionals. If you wish to speak with me, you can always connect with me on F*B or I*G. Assault is a deplorable crime and a punishable offence. Take care and stay safe. *****

Ira

Jack pounced on her, and she turned over so the bastard fell on the floor with a thump. She felt a slight joy in knowing that she had hurt him, but the joy did not last for long.

Monike stood frozen near the wash basins watching them even as Ira pushed herself up using her hands and half crawling, half walking, tried to reach the door before Jack got up.

But Jack was quick. Without getting up, he caught hold of her ankle and pulled her down on him. As she fell on his hard muscular body, he laughed maniacally. “I love a good hunt! And you are better than anything that I have recently had!”

He held her hair and rolled over so she was under him.

Picking himself up on one arm, he slapped her again. It brought tears to her eyes, and she willed them back. She did not want the a*sshole to see that he hurt her.

“Do not try to run my pet! You will get nowhere!” He got up and got rid of his shirt still holding something in his hand. Probably the magical stone that onike had given him.

Ira knew magic was not going to help her anymore, and she was on her own. Without attracting too much attention to herself she continued to inch towards the door by sliding on her bum. Her body still facing Jack and eyes peeled so that she could make a dash for the door the moment she got a chance.

His body was full of scars from knife and bullet wounds. Her blood ran cold! What fights had this man gotten into? Jack bared his dirty, yellow teeth and snarled. “This is all because of your dad. When I am done with you, your body will look worse than this!”

He caught hold of her ankle and pulled her again. This time her bare legs rubbed against something, the friction causing her skin to burn.

It was the can of pepper spray that had fallen and some of the spray had leaked on the floor. Ignoring the burning she kicked the naked man who held both her legs and pushed them apart. Her hands could only reach his head and she pulled his hair and scratched his face. Anything that could be painful enough for him to let her go. “Let me go… Let me go!” She cried in her hoarse voice. Her throat had started to hurt due to all the screaming.

Monike just stood there and watched while Jack succeeded and pushing Ira’s legs apart and placed himself between her, with her spread- out legs kicking in the air. Her kicking made no difference to him. Her skin crept in disgust as his er*ction rubbed against her core with only the barrier of a flimsy panty between them.

He held both her hands and lifted them up over her head, effectively pinning her hands while she continued to kick.

His eyes full of lust scanned her almost naked body, “you look good under me! It's a shame I did not get to enjoy your v*rgin p*ssy that night! See what you have done?” He said in a condescending tone, pointing out the scratches on his face that had started to bleed a little.

“I will need to teach you a lesson!” He ran his free hand over the inner side of her thigh, his nails digging into her skin and the hard and rough stone, rubbing against her, breaking her skin so she screamed blindly in pain.

He laughed maniacally. “Oooh! I fr*cking I love this!”

Suddenly Ira saw some movement through the side of her eyes. Moniker jumped on Jack. “Let her go! I had asked you to kill her. Stop this!”

He lazily pushed her aside with his free hand. Using the same hand he pulled Ira’s bra exposing her bosom.

“You are more beautiful than you were before.” Saying he bent down bringing his filthy mouth closer to her boob.

“Get off me you bastard,” she used all her strength to free herself but in vain.

Monike pulled the stone out of Jack’s hand and threw it out of the window. Ira heard the glass break while Monike shouted, “Use your magic! Save yourself!”

She tried, but she was too distracted and felt incredibly weak as Jack's nasty mouth hovered over her boob.

Knowing that he was winning, Jack watched her every expression. She was sure she looked pathetic, pinned under him like this, with a bloodied face, completely at his mercy and crying in horror.

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A ferocious beastly growl shook the doors and rattled the windows. Something huge shot at Jack's overpowering body like a comet. Monike stood next to her, frozen in surprise while the two monstrous bodies collided against the wall in front of them.

Ira quickly sat up looking at the two men fighting to kill each other. Liam hadn’t shifted. That meant his Lycan was weak for some reason. Ira looked at Monike, who looked mesmerised by the fight.

Liam continued to punch Jack and hit him against the wall.

Jack’s hands had gone limp next to him. Looked like he had passed out, but Liam did not stop. Still sitting on the floor with her hands around her body to hide her nakedness, Ira stared in awe as fur grew out of Liam’s clothes, ripping his clothes apart and his body grew in size.

She was seeing the transformation for the first time. He looked magnificent, but he did not change into a wolf.

Instead, he changed into a wolfish- looking, very large human beast. He looked gorgeous with his snow- white fur.

Someone caught hold of her hair and yanked her up. The pain surprised her, and she looked up at a furious face of Alex. He stood with a pistol in his hand and Ira slowly got up, scared that Alex would use the gun to shoot Liam. She wasn't sure if the bullets were normal or made of silver. She continued to keep her hands across her chest to cover her boobs as the cold muzzle of the gun brushed against her temple.

“Stop and step away from Jack or I will shoot your pretty little girlfriend!” His voice rang out and Liam turned around. Jack's lifeless body slid down the wall behind him and dropped to the floor in a pool of blood.

Monike looked at Alex and beamed.

“Good Job Alex! You know how to keep your word!” she purred.

“Shut up b*tch! Ask that monster to mark you or do whatever, so we are free of him. I need an ambulance to get Jack to the hospital and I need this b*tch in my dungeon. She is never going to see the light of the day again!” He spat and hit Ira with the grip of the pistol.

It hurt and Liam roared at Alex, in his half beast & half human form,

Alex rested the muzzle of the gun on Ira’s temple again and sneered. “Easy puppy! Easy now or you will see her brain blown into smithereens in front of your eyes.” He gazed at Monike and flicked his neck, gesturing to her to go over to Liam.

Monike snaked her body around Liam's with her back facing Ira. She moaned seductively, “Mark me darling or Ira will die!”

“No! Never!” Liam growled, his eyes never leaving Ira's.

Alex disengaged the safety and scoffed. “Do what the b*tch says or… “

He let the threat hang in the air and Ira saw Monike rub herself against Liam. Every pore in Ira’s body screamed in repulsion as bitter bile rose up her throat…. No way! She couldn’t see this happening. This was her soulmate, Moon God’s gift to her. He wouldn’t let a b*tch steal her man from right under her nose!

But thoughts and anger make little difference when the life of a loved one is at peril.

She saw Liam’s beautiful purple eyes alternate between purple and brown. The pain in those eyes tugged at her gut, as his eyes moved between the gun and her face.

She saw the light in them go dull when he made up his mind. His face turned cold, and she knew she was losing him to the b*tch who had her arms around his neck now.

“LIAM NO! DON"T DO THIS!" She screamed with all the strength that was left in her.

Her heart bled and her brain turned fuzzy, seeing him bend his head and touch his lips on the marking spot on Monike's neck.

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