THE UNTAMED

🌘 PART 2: SERIES 1 - STELLA ORTEGA

"So, what is our next plan now?" Marie asks.

Stella remained quiet at first, before she said. "I did everything, but still, it is not enough. I spent more blood, so I take this scar all in all. I will not let someone get the throne; that should be mine. I will prove to them that I should be the next Luna in this pack."

Marie always keeps her attention to her niece. Ever since her sister died. And now she has growned up. It's time for her to support her dreams, even though she was not Richard's Mate.

Marie pitied the poor girl she ended up talking to for that night. However, she is willing to sacrifice everything to keep her safe.

On the following day..

After the classes, Stella normally walked on the streets of the town alone. But someone's hiding in the distance to watch her daily, and that someone? was secretly paid by Marie.

Stella grew up with her Aunt Marie, the one who took care of everything for her as well as her studies. Her mother was accidentally killed by humans. That's why she will do everything to become the next Luna and avenge her mother's death. Stella means to understand that most females want her to be friends with them because of her money, but she wants a friend with pure intentions.

At home, she took a shower and got ready for bed. She knows that the Alpha of the Northern pack would be visiting the town again. But she did not know the date and time.

The nobles from the Northern pack went to western areas and shall be assisted and it was approved by the White Stone pack, long time ago. Not only for business, but also to find their mates.

Stella closed her eyes, the feeling of multiple emotions flowed through her mind. While listening to some alternative opm music. It had to be a bit past midnight when she heard banging on her bedroom door. She jumped out of bed and stepped on the floor; that's definitely going to leave a mark.

"Stella, the packs are prepared for something.They're at the city hall." Marie's frantic voice notified her.

Stella finally swung the door open. She felt her heart drop.

"They're already here! The town must be going nuts right now." Marie added.

So, Stella ran to her closet and pulled out a pair of blue jeans and a black sweater, hoping that she wasn't already late. She threw her hair in a ponytail, grabbed her shoes, and left the house.

The city hall was full. This was her first time ever seeing a werewolf from the north. The men and women were breathtaking in luxuries.

Stella knew that this pack is not weak. To avoid the long hour of waiting, she went to stand next to the young adults, when she noticed that all the young females from town were standing in a line. She stood at the end of the line... and waited there for her chance.

She hadn't seen the Alpha yet. But compared to all females, she looked like trashed.

A man who looked like he was in his early twenties was holding a clipboard and walking down the line, taking all their names.

“Are you the Alpha of the north?” Someone asked.

The man looked right at her and said: "I am Beta Alex, The Alpha is here, but he is watching from afar, he will be joining us in a few minutes."

Stella hear it.

After what Beta Alex said, he walked away and joined the group of male wolves.

Those minutes felt like hours. Stella stood there... wishing she had brought her cellphone. She looked over the crowd and saw what she least expected. She looked like she just wanted this to be over. Her legs were covered in plain blue jeans, and she hid herself in a baggy black sweater.

Later on .. All the girls who were lined up started complaining that the high heels they were wearing were making their feet ache. While Stella is comfortable among all of them.

But a few girls noticed her standing as the last one.. They saw her wearing a high-cut white converse.

Out of confusion, Stella looked down and noticed her left shoelace was untied. But just as she bent down to tie it, she heard footsteps.

Still bent down, she lifted her head only to hear, "I want her."

The man says that, and just like that, all heads snapped in Stella's direction.

"I would like to remind you all that in this particular event, mates are chosen by the werewolves themselves. The girls here were just like them. But she needs to prove... I mean, all of you must prove something, that you are the one and she's not. This is part of the commencement exercise on choosing the next Luna of the pack." The host of the program says.

Stella stayed in her place.

"Get that girl and bring her to my room." one man said.

He pointed at Stella.

As a result, Stella is abruptly dragged by two unknown male werewolves. She struggled with their holds. The two who picked her up made sure to cover her mouth, and they brought her into a secret room with blinding light.

"Sir, we just have her." one of them said.

"Who are you people? What do you want from me?!” Stella asked in a loud voice.

She tried to untie her tied wrists and feet, but it appeared that she couldn't because of the terrible scent she noticed earlier when someone quickly covered her lips with a rag.

"Male has to choose their mate, but it depends if his mates have no feelings for him. How are you, my dear Stella?" a rough voice of a man.

Because of the blinding effect behind the folded cloth that covers her eyes, Stella can't see his face properly. It seems hazily in her visions. However, she detects his wolf.

"Drink this, it helps you to calm yourself. We have so many things to discuss, including the death of your mother."

Well said. Stella froze for a moment.

"Don't worry. This is just an apple juices, come on! drink this" the.man said.

A glass of juices have been placed in front of her. Stella, in her innocence, consumes one shot of it when she hears he mentioned her mother's death.. This man has no idea how Stella is so obsessed with discovering who's behind the murdered of her mother.

"One thing you should know first is that your mother is very strong; she is the best female that has much concern for the pack. She has been one of the candidates to become a Luna before, but she was rejected two times due to some reasons." The man spoke after he takes one shot of wine in front of her.

“Rejected by who?” Stella wanted to know.

"I am going to tell you that." the man continued.

But Stella started to feel cold... as if her body started to freeze, and weaker this time. Following by this man's few words, which she couldn't quite make out.

She speculated that it may be the juice she had earlier. She attempts to resist the sudden drowsiness and gets up to leave the room, but she is helpless.

"Stella, are you OK?" the man asks. Grabbing her arms to help her stand up.

Stella believed he was crazy, but all of a sudden, he grabbed her up and led him into a pink-lit chamber. Regardless of her actions, she won't be able to stand up. She sank into a big, soft bed, feeling the weight of her body.

"Please... leave me alone. I want to go home." Stella whispers and beg.

Now Stella feels that the man is stripping off her clothes, and that's when she is being exploited.

The man held both of his thighs and removed everything she wore.

Stella let out screams and cried at that moment, but she couldn't fight back because she was so weak. A man she did not know claimed her feeble body. She feels a hand go across his whole body for the first time when it lands on her lips. After he wrenched her two legs apart, something lodged in her hole. She experienced the initial penetration's discomfort, feeling as though the pressure had lodged-in to her wet private part.

The man continued what he was doing, and it seems he was not satisfied. Using his tongue, he wet both the n*****s of Stella, and they were stiff in the next round.

The momentary happiness of the man feels is equivalent to tears for Stella. But that night is imprinted in her mind as her worst night.

She was r**e.

The secret that she has to keep in her entire life since then. She cursed the male werewolf who did it to her.

"Stella, tell me! Who did this to you?!"

Marie shockingly asked her early in the morning. Worried and anger burst in her voices, as she found Stella got home in that posture. Dumb and speechless! Some blood in her pants, messy hair and

black eyes.

As if Stella had gone crazy.. after that worse night!