Revenge On My Ruthless Mate

Working Together

NATALIA STONE

“Get her!” The loud voices on the rogues standing right outside my father's bedroom struck me with fear and I jerked up immediately to fight. Forgetting that I'd lost my strength, I used the last energy in me to transit into my wolf, fighting the rogues trying to attack me.

My arm was bitten by the rogue standing near my left side. I tried to use the other to continue but it was totally useless. They were stronger than me, so I couldn't fight them all at once. I wanted to avenge my father, I'll be unable to do that if I was dead.

I moved backwards slowly, thinking of an escape plan out of here, I slowly reached for the balcony which was the only escape route I had besides the windows. I jumped down from the high length, landing on my paws, my knees losing balance but I was still in my wolf form.

I ran as fast as my body could take me, out of the mansion, further away until I reached inside the deep dark wood surrounding our mansion. For years, my father had secured this whole area as his, he protected it with his life and got our pack house built in the middle of a remote area. Many werewolves were envious of us, they'd previously tried to snatch our land, but with my father's powers and resilience, we managed to acquire them.

I ran as fast as my legs could take me, realizing that I was still being followed by the rogues into the deep woods. I shouldn't be running, I am Luna. I am supposed to stay back and safeguard my pack but I was weak. My father had been killed by the man I almost married, the man he trusted the most, and I must avenge him at all costs.

My movements slowed down as soon as I arrived at the stream bank, I didn't realize how tasty I was until now. I leaned my face over to drink water to refresh so I could continue my journey. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew I needed to get help from one of my father's many alliances.

We need to seek revenge and get my pack back. As I drank to my fill, I noticed the strange movements around me, making me pause to stare. Three from the rogues I'd fought with earlier surrounded me, I moved backwards, letting out a loud growl to scare them. I wasn't going to back down for them to kill me, someone had to stay alive to fight for the pack, and that was me.

I pushed forward to attack them, but a sharp pain hit me hard on my neck, making me pause, and I fell to.the ground immediately. Feeling unconscious, I could still see them as they surrounded me, they were more than three now, all armed and ready to fight me if I proved stubborn to them.

Another syringe was shot on my back again, making my wolf weaker, making me shift into my human form weakly. I was on the wet mud ground, paralyzed on all parts of my body, my eyes were shutting closed. Is this the end of me? I couldn't even stay alive to avenge my father…

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The loud noises in the background disturbed my sleep and immediately I woke up, I looked around in the bedroom filled with women, young and old, they were all dressed in torn clothes, hairs disheveled and bodies filled with scars. I recognized a few women from my pack, and I needed no one to tell me that we've been captured as slaves.

I managed to stand up, and a girl ran up to hug me. “Luna, please save us” she cried out, feeling frightened by the situation we found ourselves in. I hugged her back and patted her face softly. “I promise you, we'll get out of here soon” I said to her, knowing fully well that I also didn't have a choice, I said that to make her calm down.

I was so frightened by what was going to befall us in this place, the only thing I could hear was music coming from outside, I couldn't tell where we were just yet. My legs still hurt from the jump and all my body ached. This was no time to show weakness, I stood up forcibly and got to the door.

I placed my ears near it, trying to get the sounds I was hearing correctly. There seemed to be a party outside where we've been locked in. Where the hell are we? I asked myself rhetorically, my heart pounding inside me.

I moved backwards a bit and gave myself some time to think, but just when I figured a plan out, the door was barged inside open and a few guards walked in. They all were gruesome and had cold looks on their faces, if looks could kill, then the man standing right in front of me would've killed me soon.

I took a few steps backwards, and then he pointed to me. “Bring two girls outside and bring her along as well” he instructed them.

“W… what? No! Don't touch me!” I declared, yelling and struggling with them as they grabbed my arms and wrists tightly into their iron fists. “Let me go! No!” I screamed out loudly in fear.

The women in the room panicked as well but I begged them to keep calm. I tried to fight, forgetting that I was too weak, the guards succeeded in taking me away and when we got outside, I realized that we were at a brothel. A freaking prostitute home!

My heart clenched tightly and my body trembled in fear. What was going to happen to me? I asked myself rhetorically as they dragged me into a room filled with women dressed seductively with heavy makeup on and luxurious wigs to enhance their looks.

They handed me over to two cold faced women. “Here, dress her up for the auction event” the guards instructed, and as I tried to fight, one of the women hit me hard on my face, the next thing I heard was a loud gunshot sound.

The woman who hit me was shot dead. “I already gave an instruction, you are never to hit the chosen ones” a man's loud voice came from the doorway as he made his way towards where we all stood. The rest of the ladies in the room had frightened looks on their faces as the man came closer.

I didn't flinch or fear, I stared at him bravely. He came towards me and grabbed my chin tightly, giving it a slight pinch. “You look quite fierceful, I think you'll sell for a good price” he declared, I pulled my face out of his grip forcibly. “You bastard, let go of me!’’ I yelled out in rage.

I didn't know his name but I was familiar with his game. He was a popular women trafficker whom my dad had struggled to fight off. I've heard stories about him, how he kidnaps women from several packs and sells them off as slaves to ruthless men. Is this going to become my fate?

“What are you girls waiting for? Get ready and leave this room now! The clients are waiting” he said.

“And as for you, I'll ask that you better cooperate or else, the women in your pack will be beheaded” he threatened me.

Obviously, he knew my identity, or, maybe, he was behind the attack made on us.

But I clearly saw alpha Raymond Sinclair kill my father, he must've been the one behind the attack, I'm certain about it. Unless they are both working together.