Rejected by Alpha, Claimed by Beast

02. Pain…

Rebecca POV

Pain

Everything hurt. I thought I knew pain before, but nothing could compare to what I endure now. I was certain I would be dead soon and that was why I stopped fighting. I wanted to die. I wanted to end the cycle of continual torture.

After my mate found me in the forest, he dragged me kicking and screaming to the nearby clearing. I screamed as loudly as I could, and fought, but to no avail. I was too weak to even loosen his grip on me.

Within the clearing were maybe a dozen warriors, all looking angry… At me. What had I done to deserve the resentment? Have they no sisters, daughters, or mates? Is this how they accept women to be treated? With unjust violence?

I begged and cried out for someone to help me, but they continued to stare with a lack of emotion in their eyes. However, looked down or away. They pretended not to notice what was happening. What was about to happen? I didn’t know. I still wish I didn’t know. I wish I blacked out before I endured, rather than after. This moment will haunt me always.

“Who is she to think she can escape me? The alpha! What do we say to the weak?” Alpha asked in a commanding tone out loud. His Warriors, grunt and solidarity.

“She thinks she has rights and choices? She thinks she has value!! What do we say to that?” Again, his Warriors grunt in unity to their alpha.

I am forced onto my knees harshly, and then before I know it, I am pushed to my hands as well.

Realization kicks in. No! I instantly panic.

“A w***e must always know their place! A w***e is only good for one thing! What do we say?” The group of warriors growled and shouted as one “PUNISHMENT!”

With that, Alpha Jacob harshly using my body without an ounce of consideration for my well-being. I pleaded the Goddess for mercy as though I was preparing for the end, the pain was unbearable. I was unprepared, my entire body clenched in fear when he continued his assault towards me. I begged for help, but it fell on deaf ears. I looked at the sky, and again, I begged the goddess to release me from this earthly binding. I pray for death, while my mate assaults me over and over, as he chases his own disgusting pleasures. When he finishes, he stands up and asked who else wishes to punish the undeserving of mercy.

His Beta gave me a sin smirk as he stepped forward, unzipping his pants and continued the punishment. At the end of my punishment lesson, I was assaulted over and over, while the other men circled and watched. A few hid their disgusted expressions well, and while others seemed to enjoy the act of watching, the few never ventured to step forward to participate.

I felt real shame!

He finally did it. He broke me. I had nothing left to hold on to. I thought my mate's unwanted s****l assaults were the worst I could ever endure while I was in the cell, but I was wrong. He enjoyed watching his warriors assault his true mate over and over again in the clearing. Completely breaking me and forever betraying the gift of a mate bond.

I had no idea how long I was out there in the clearing with my mate and the warriors, but when I came to, I noticed I was back in my original place— a cell.

Not the same one, however. No, I was put in a darker and dirtier one. It felt truly underground. Forgotten.

I wasn’t forgotten, though.

My mate visited me regularly. And plenty of times, he wasn’t alone. His beta was just as horrid as he was. They were both enjoying watching the other have their fun with me.

I begged and begged for death, but my prayers and pleas landed on the deaf ears of the Goddess. If she had a voicemail; it’d be full of just my begging for mercy. There was never a callback.

I couldn’t feel my wolf anymore. My guard friends never visited me again. I was truly alone.

Day after day, I would wake up in the same state. Broken, beaten and naked on the dirt ground. I hadn’t eaten in nearly five days. I got a glass of water once a day and I knew I was close to the end. I wasn’t granted a quick death, but after months at the mercy of his darkest tortures, I was finally close.

I pushed up against the cement wall, putting myself in as best of a seated placement as possible, but the pain in my back end was preventing much movement.

“Did you hear?” I could hear a guard in the distance. He seemed to be talking with another guard.

“I heard. Our alpha finally found his mate?” I frozen. Were they talking about me? After what he allowed his pack members to do to me. After what he did to me, now he wants to claim me publicly? f**k no! I chose death!

“Who would’ve thought his mate would be just one pack over this entire time.” Wait- what? I heard the other guard grunt in laughter.

“Think he’ll break it off with all his other mistresses?” It came off as though they were mocking the woman and encouraging the affairs of their alpha.

“Doubt it. You know our alpha is a hound dog. He f***s anything.”

“Speaking of which,” the two male guards stopped in front of my cell.

I pushed myself as close to the wall as possible. I didn’t want them to come in. I couldn’t take another attack so soon.

“Well, look what we have here.” I hated the taunts, but I preferred them on that side of the cage as opposed to inside of me.

“Hey, w***e! Do you want something to eat? I got a big sausage that you’ll just love to choke on.” The guard continued to taunt, he gripped himself in a crude gesture. I kept my eyes down. If I didn’t look at them, then I couldn’t be considered as encouraging. The last time I welcomed a guard into my cell, during the middle of his unwanted violation, Alpha Jacob came and lost his temper. He beat the guard to a bloody pulp as an example. You are only allowed to violate me when he is here to watch. Beat me whenever you like, but no s****l abuse without consent. My mate then turned his frustrations on me because I asked for the assault from the guards. Since then, no one has touched me without the Alpha present, but the beatings got worse. The guards were frustrated with the unusual restrictions.

It was unusual, but that would be my luck. I wanted my mate all of my life, to be loved and cherished and only his. Instead, I am abused and shared by force.

I used to feel his infidelity with other women at the beginning, but with the loss of my wolf, I feel nothing but hollowed.

I am certain he can’t feel the attacks anymore, either. Perhaps that is why his wolf has become more feral towards me.

Either way, I didn’t want to provoke an attack of any kind, so I kept my head down and my body as confined and small as possible.

“Let’s go.” The other guard knocks his shoulder, and they move on to taunt one of the other prisoners.

“When do you think he kills her?” I heard one ask the other as they walked off. There was no actual answer given. I wondered the same question.

I hoped soon, though.