Her Revenge and Saviour

CHAPTER EIGHT

Everleigh POV

Everything is ready for the wedding celebrations; guests have started arriving a few days early and tomorrow I turn 18 and can leave and never look back. Life as a rogue is far more appealing than life here. I am still confined to my cell only being allowed out to assist with some sort of stupid wedding task. As I am lying in my cell wishing that I had a book I hear the barn door open.

“Hello Eve.” Drawls Tyler as he enters with Jason and Paul.

“what do you want?” I snap, I gave up trying to develop a filter with this asshole, the number of beatings he has given me over the last two years makes me hate him beyond all measure.

“well, a little birdy told me it’s your birthday tomorrow,” Jason says in a sing-song voice. “I also believe that you had plans to leave our happy little family but I’m here to tell you that it won’t happen. You have two choices b***h stay here as our slave, one with whom we will be taking as often as we want, or you declare yourself a rogue.” He continues.

“well, hmm that’s a choice isn’t it how will I ever decide.” I bite back sarcastically.

“It is, you see we have no plans to let you out of that cell, so it is in there you will have to declare yourself a rouge.”

“and?” I ask not quite registering the issue.

“well then you are a rouge in our cells and then my father will kill you.”

“I’d rather die than let you put your filthy disgusting hands on me again, so I still don’t see the choice.” I spit back accepting my death as inevitable.

“well in that case,” he says as he opens my cell door and they enter, I was expecting them to r**e, beat, and then kill me but instead they do something worse they bind my hands behind my back and gag on me so that I am unable to speak, and without the ability to speak I cannot declare myself a rouge, I cannot severe the small connection I have with this pack.

“I’d like to see you try and declare yourself a rogue without being able to speak.” He snickers as they leave.

“we’ll be back later Eve and it will be the time of our lives.” Claims Jason.

Well, I am screwed, I try for hours to remove the gag and all a do is scratch up my face, I know that tonight when they are done doing what the Alpha needs, they will come, they will each take turns holding me down and r****g me. For the first time in a long time, I sit in a corner and sob. I think the last time I cried was when I found out that this was the pack that murdered my family. They claim it was in retaliation for an unprovoked attack on Amanda’s mate. What they did not let get out was that my pack attacked and killed him because he got caught trying to r**e my 14-year-old cousin.

Yes, I know that due to the mating bond he should not have even been looking at another female, but this guy was sick and clearly there was something wrong with him. The few times I had met him he was always trying to get into my pants or that of other girls my age and younger. His death was justified but the precious Shadow Lake pack could not let it be known that the Alpha’s daughters’ mate was a pedophile with no regard for the mating bond, so they killed everyone, or at least they think they did. They can never know that I was a member of the Lake Mist Pack.