Lorena's Battle

Untitled Episode

Elfreda' POV

Assuming there was one thing that Lorena was great at, it was running. As a result, imagine her surprise when two large men swiftly followed her and tied a rope around her wrists, announcing once more that she would be taken to the forest to take part in the mating rituals as if she hadn't already heard them.

She ran around wildly, but when she saw the looks on her parents' faces as they kicked and dragged her past her house, she almost stopped. Papa! Mama! Help me!"

When she saw her father split in two as he looked at her, she burst into tears herself right away. Why today specifically?

Her dad's birthday? " Papa..." Her mother's shrill, icy voice interrupted their conversation. Given that we were unable to get you to heel, the wolf you end up with may properly acclimate you." When she realized that she needed a caring mother figure to reassure her and assure her that everything was going to be okay, even when things weren't going to be okay, she frowned in confusion and wondered why she and her mother didn't get along.

She cried and screamed. Dad, please! They must not take me!

"Just follow their advice, my precious dove. Soon, we'll see each other again! I guarantee! said that she was going to be r***d by a male wolf that she didn't want, probably didn't like, and was going to use as an incubator for his pups or future heirs, which was as bad as it sounded.

She tried fighting once more, but she realized she was only fooling herself because she had almost no energy left. She had nearly moved away, as well. The prospect of being free and in addition to a female werewolf utilized for rearing wasn't even in the inquiry any longer.

She was thrown into a truck with nine other girls who appeared terrified beyond belief. Throughout the entire ride, neither of them spoke; instead, they simply stared at one another or the floor of the truck in which they were all seated. It was depressing, and Lorena was losing hope despite her will to fight.

She devised a strategy for the entire ride. She kept the rope in her hands and kept her hands behind her, where everyone else's was, even though the ropes were no longer being pulled as tightly.

She became tense when she felt the truck come to a stop and heard the sound of two men getting out of the truck to unload the girls. If that was the last thing she did, she was leaving. She wouldn't just turn into a docile breeding fetus for a man who didn't deserve her. Never.

She jumped out of the truck and heard the girls gasp as the door opened. Since her eyes were still adjusting and she had no idea of where she was at the moment, she ignored them and made a hasty retreat, unable to see what was going on.

A large, furry body slammed into her as she hesitated, causing her to fall to the ground. She felt like she lost her wind and watched as the entire world spun around her. She struggled most of the day as the enormous brown wolf dragged her back to the unloading location by her shirt.

This simply cannot be the case! She fumbled this, which was her best chance to escape. She threw her arms around in the hope that she would get a painful scratch from the flesh. Next thing she knew, she was in weighty chains, walking along irately at the rear of the line of young ladies.

She saw that the young lady before her continued looking back at her, attempting to sort her out. She was aware that fighting as hard as she did was foolish, but no one would stand up for them! She had to act because their alpha had sold them out.

She and the others were taken into a white, empty room. Indeed, even in her annoyance and resistance, she glanced around in wonder, all things considered, They told her to untie the other chains after they locked the doors and unlocked her chains. As a straightforward act of resistance, she wanted to decline, but her fellow captives and sisters needed her. She stuck her center finger up at any of the walls, not certain of which one they were noticing them through.

They all sat in a circle and stared at each other silently after she untied every knot in the room before Lorena broke the solemn silence. I ought to familiarize myself. Due to my absence from my home-based fighting classes, my name is Lorena, and I'm 18 years old.

Another girl's face lit up and she was encouraged to speak as well, so she was glad she spoke up. I'm Nilla. As well, I'm eighteen. The majority of you don't know me well because I was in class C."

The other girls gave a nod. Class C was the lowest, but it wasn't the weakest. It was challenging to advance to B or A, but Lorena somehow advanced to A and topped her class. She was quiet and modest, and if she had completed her day's work, she would assist others. Most people didn't even notice her.

One more bashful young lady spoke up, meekly raising a finger out of sight to tell everybody she was there. " I'm Vera, eh? I'm seventeen and-"

The room ejected into fights and pants. Lorena is the most intense and generally resentful out of every one of them. " You're simply a youngster! When did you turn one?

"L-Last month, but I don't see how that-" "You just turned 17? And they still took you?" The older adolescent girls were loudly discussing the situation.

While staring off into the distance at one of the four glowing white walls, Lorena had completely disoriented herself. At seventeen, she recollected knowing nothing. She behaved as she did because that is what young people do, yet she genuinely didn't. That year, she had just discovered that she was pregnant, which meant that she was gradually developing her scent rather than that of her father, who was the head of the household. She had never been more confused before that point, so it was a significant shift. She might have a strong scent at times, or she might not have any scent at all. She recalls vividly older boys trying to woo her or even touching her inappropriately because they were aware that females were extremely fertile during this transitional period.

Vera broke her heart. She was only sixteen a little over a month ago, so seventeen was not really that young. Knowing the men from their opponent's pack, she would be the award to be won and it put her in outrageous peril. It's a good thing they weren't thrust into an all-male arena. They fought dirty, and if she got involved, they might kill her by accident.

Vera appeared extremely perplexed. She probably doesn't know what might happen, but the other girls did, and that's what led to the current commotion within the four white walls. A man entered with two security guards behind him after an unnoticed door opened. Lorena barked. She was aware of him. The silver hair was cut back. Those green, piercing eyes. The enormous wound that protruded from his shirt, ranrann his from irighttshoulderight his left hip.

That was their alpha. The person who sold them out. Lorena looked right into his eyes while the other girls bowed in respect.

"You charlatan," she spat. He turned his head to face her and began walking toward her. She resisted his gaze. There was a natural part of her that begged her to bow down and treat others with respect; however, there was another part of her that simply could not, and sadly, this was the stronger part.

He was now mere millimeters from her. She kept staring straight into his soul while raising her chin. His practically electric green eyes reviewed her cautiously before snatching her jawline hard. " Gracious, I know you. Is it not?" Isn't it true that you're the spitfire? Lorena didn't say anything to him, either positive or negative, and he let go of her chin, his lips trailing to her ear. Three alphas are waiting for you all, and they will want you. You pose a problem. I know the man who will put you in your place and control you if you don't get ripped to shreds first. Child, don't worry. Only an alpha can give you the discipline you've needed all along." He backed away with a chuckle. She wanted to brutally hit him. How could he mock her in this way? This was all his doing!

The other girls gasped when she spit at his feet. Old man, bite me." He ignored her and went over to Vera, who was crying as she looked up at him.

He loosened up. My precious young girl." Everyone looked at him in shock as he held her cheek in his hands. Did Alpha Warden have a child? Also, Vera had the blood of an alpha?

She hurled herself entirely into his arms, not having the option to keep her apathetic poise any longer. " Dad, please!"  " When Lorena thought about the discussion she had with her Father before she left, her heart sank. She had such a strong desire to see him again, and she was aware that alpha males can become possessive of their female companions around any male.

The leader simply backed away after kissing his young daughter on the forehead.

After that, he instructed each of the girls to take off their shoes. Since Lorena was unwinding in her own home when they arrived to take her away, she had not brought any. She growled as she looked down at her filthy, bare feet. She wished she had socks on at the very least so that she could disobey him one last time.   He grinned and turned away from her. She felt compelled to change positions so that she could cut his heart out.

Except for the sound of Vera's cries coming from the center of the room, the room soon returned to silence.