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The Eclipse Moon Pack was rarely quiet, even at night. That particular night was no exception, as the sounds of growling wolves echoed through the room. They were gathered together, shouting and cursing the blind she wolf who had managed to escape with her life after besting them in combat. Their pride had been mercilessly crushed by a female, an outcome that was unacceptable to any of them.
Despite their simmering rage, they were compelled to restrain themselves. Glen had handed down the Alpha’s orders that the woman should not be touched, a directive that they were forced to abide by. To voice their frustration over the humiliation caused by Sibyl would only invite trouble.
In an attempt to soothe their wounded pride, the group resorted to heavy drinking and heated arguments amongst themselves. However, there was one notable exception to the group’s behavior, Noah.
Standing by the window, Noah’s predatory gaze followed Sibyl’s movements from Alpha’s office to the clearing, tracking her until her figure disappeared from view. The way she hurried out of Alpha’s office, her face flushed with emotion, left no doubt that something significant had
occurred between them.
Noah’s grip on the bottle of wine tightened so forcefully that he wished he could crush it in his hand. But the throbbing pain in his two missing fingers only fueled his growing fury.
“I will cut her tongue…” His acidic muttering reached the ears of the group, drawing their attention to him.
“What are you going on about?” someone dared to ask.
Noah’s eyes were filled with rage as he spoke, “That bitch can’t just walk away so easily after ripping my fingers off and dislocating my wrist.”
“Don’t do anything crazy,” one man advised seriously. “Have you forgotten that she’s not someone that we should touch? She’s the Alpha’s possession.”
“She’s just the Alpha’s whore!” Noah snapped; his face distorted with rage. “She’s just a fuck toy to him and nothing more! Since when did all of you start being scared of a slut?”
The room fell silent. Reflecting on the situation, Sibyl was merely a she–wolf with a beautiful face that might have caught Alpha’s attention. Her arrival in the pack had certainly surprised everyone, as she was the first woman to set foot in rogue territory. Of course, that didn’t mean a whore who happened to climb into the bed of a monster had managed to carve out a warm soft place for herself in his heart when said beast had no such heart to speak of to begin with.
Everyone’s faces displayed signs of confusion, and no one dared to voice their doubts. It was mere speculation, in fact what they really wanted to know was the Alpha’s possession, something that they should never even entertain the thought of.
Noah seethed at their cowardly expressions, “So it seems you’ve all turned into cowards, unlike me.” He smashed the wine bottle on the floor and growled, glancing at his missing fingers. “I won’t allow a woman to walk all over me. I’m not swallowing this humiliation like you lot.”
Their pride stung sharply at his words as their faces twisted with rage once again.
“What do you intend to do?” one of them asked, their features darkening.
A wicked smile curled Noah’s lips once he saw his wolves returning to their original, malevolent selves, the first and last step in Noah’s revenge. “I plan to put the bitch back in her place!”
In the small room she rented in the hostel, the morning sunlight filtered through the window, casting light on the empty bed strewn with discarded clothes. In the bathroom, the shower had been running for quite some time, with Sibyl standing beneath its steady stream. Despite splashing water on her face repeatedly, she couldn’t shake the memory of Keshton’s bold action when he licked her lips. She touched her lips gingerly, her face flushed and warm. The sensation of his tongue brushing against her cut lingered, as vivid as if it had just happened.
In the moment, she had been caught off guard unsure of how to react to the gentle lick. If it had been anyone else, her instinct would have been to lash out, fists flying toward their jaw, perhaps even breaking a few teeth. Though when it was Keshton, her wolf and body had inexplicably frozen under the intensity of his touch. All she had managed was to push him away and hastily retreat from his office.
Returning to her room at the hostel, sleep had evaded her throughout the night as she wrestled with how to act around him from that point forward.
As she stood under the cold shower, trying to clear her mind, one thing confused her above all else: why had Keshton done it? Had it been a mistake because their hips were close or was it a moment of impulse? Or had it meant something more as he had suggested with his claim of being drawn to wild and experienced women? None of it made sense to her and she found herself unable to shake off the encounter.
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That’s when her wolf Zara spoke, “Could it be because he claims us as his possession?”
As her wolf mentioned it, Sibyl silently agreed with her wolf. He always referred to her as a possession. So then how could she explain the hardness that she had felt pressing against her for attention. She could not shake off that feeling.
As she began to dress for the day, her gaze fell on the bedside table, where the $1000 lay untouched since the previous night. The memory of Keshton tucking the bills into her bra, his fingers skimming across her cleavage, flashed through her mind causing a slight flush to rise to her cheeks.
She bit her lip, realizing that she had forgotten about the money tucked into her bra during her hasty departure. The thought of returning it meant revisiting that awkward encounter with Keshton. After some deliberation, she decided to stash the money in the bedside drawer.
“It’s better I forget about this,” she murmured to herself, pushing the unsettling thoughts aside. With determination, she got dressed and made her way to the Eclipse Moon Pack territory. When she stepped into the familiar surroundings, she couldn’t help but notice some of the men from yesterday that had caused her trouble. Ignoring their presence, she headed straight to the pack hospital, ready to immerse herself in work and put the events of yesterday behind her.
Sibyl continued working peacefully until her attention was drawn to the sight of several expensive cars passing by one of the large windows of the pack hospital. The cars came to a stop in front of the packhouse, and a group of individuals dressed in crisp black suits emerged. It was clear from their well muscled and imposing stature that they were werewolves, likely Alphas.
Their faces remained hidden as they made their way toward the packhouse, but they paused when they caught sight of Aries jogging over to greet them. “You guys made it, huh?” Aries exclaimed with a grin, exchanging fist bumps and hugs with each member of the group.
“Yeah, Keshton is too busy to come visit us so we finally showed up here,” one of them teased, prompting laughter amongst the group. Their attention shifted as Keshton himself emerged from the packhouse. “Don’t go making up stories. It was obvious you guys are busy too. You ass,” Keshton retorted with a grumble, but he joined in the camaraderie, exchanging hugs with each of them. Glen appeared to greet the visitors as well, adding to the lively atmosphere that just barely reached Sibyl standing by the window.
“I wonder what’s going on,” Sibyl muttered to herself. Her comment caught the attention of a gossiping staff member who happened to be passing by,
“Those men are the Alpha’s friends. They come to visit and hang out once every few months,” the staff member informed her with a knowing smile.
Taking note of the men’s interactions, Sibyl observed their demeanor closely. The three guests, dressed in black, exuded an air of wealth and authority that marked them as Alphas. One of them even had an unusual hair color, hinting at a possible Russian origin.
“Are they Alphas and also friends with Glen and Aries?” Sibyl inquired.
The gossiper’s eyes lit up with excitement when Sibyl expressed interest. “Yes, they are,” he confirmed eagerly before departing, leaving Sibyl to ponder his response.
Her gaze remained fixed on Keshton, who was surrounded by his friends. There was a subtle difference in his demeanor when he was with them, not as cold or emotionless, but still something seemed amiss.
She was so lost in thought that she failed to notice a pair of amber eyes looking back at her. It was none other than the Alpha. She straightened her back in alarm when she realized Keshton had long ago spotted her standing by the window, his gaze piercing. The sensation of the cut on her lip seemed to come alive once again under his scrutiny. She hastily picked up the chart from the table beside her and walked away. He did not misread the situation, right?
Glen and Aries went to get their cars but Christian noticed Keshton’s gaze focused on the woman disappearing from the view through the window. Growing up with Keshton he could read Keshton’s eyes and any look he would give someone. The corner of Christian lips curled slightly, Odin and Sean also noticed the intensity in Keshton’s eyes, “Who is she?” Christian asked.
“Mine,” Keshton replied without bothering to look at any of them. The possessiveness in his tone picked all of their attention.
“Then why is she not in your possession?” Odin raised an eyebrow.
Keshton lit a cigarette while glancing at the window, “This possession of mine is unique.”
Christian, Odin, and Sean shared a meaningful glance before Glen and Aries returned with their cars, then all the men got in and drove away to the woods to go hunting.
This scene was being closely monitored by a pair of eyes for a long time. “The Alpha is gone…”
Later that evening, there was a sudden commotion in the hospital. Sibyl rushed to a ward on the third floor where a woman was lying on a hospital
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bed. Taking a step inside Sibyl could see that her inner thighs had been badly scratched as if she had been scratched by a beast. Both of her entire legs were covered in layers of her own blood. When Sibyl took another step deeper into the room, she was horrified to realize the blood was not actually coming from the wounds on the woman’s thighs, it was coming from between her legs. Her vagina had been brutally shredded as if it was stabbed but in reality, it was
Seeing Sibyl’s shocked state, the man that had given her the information about the Alpha earlier felt bad. “This is a normal occurrence here.”
The explanation was another blow to Sibyl’s system, “how could this insanity be normal? Who is she?”
It was surprising to her that this woman did not shed even a single tear, she only moaned in pain while the doctor in in charge finally started attending to her.
The man clicked his tongue, “she is from the brothel. She came over to the hospital last night, she was gang banged by some wolves. Probably the whole night. That’s why she is in this condition but don’t miss read the situation and think that it was rape or something.”
“Are you trying to tell me that she enjoyed being treated like that?”
He shrugged his shoulders slightly. “Whether she enjoyed it or not I don’t know but what I know is every woman that comes here is fully aware of the potential conditions that they may face. They come fully prepared; they also don’t leave empty handed. They are all well paid for their services.”
Sibyl’s heart tightened, “Can money really heal all the damage that they have caused her?” She subconsciously asked.
“Maybe, that’s why she works in the brothel whoring herself out, right? You’ve chosen your own fate when you step into that red light district. Once you are in it you cannot go back,” after saying that he went back to assist the doctors with other patients while Sibyl kept standing and watching the wounded woman’s face. Other than pain there was no other emotion or even tears in her eyes.
Sibyl felt sick and immediately dashed into the washroom that was on the same floor. She vomited the sandwich that she had eaten for breakfast. The veil of the peace that had settled over her eyes in this pack had been ripped away. Or more likely it was always there but she had just turned blind
eye….
Her mind throbbed and spun. She splashed water on her face again and again in an attempt to clear it. The sound of nob turning entered her ears followed by too many footsteps making their way into the bathroom. Sibyl lifted her head to the mirror opposite her only to find Noah and his group of five other wolves standing behind her.
Alarmed, she turned to look at them, forgetting to put her glasses back on, “What are you doing in here?” she demanded, getting extremely bad vibes from them.
The men’s expression had suddenly shifted when Sibyl’s eyes were exposed. “Such scary eyes! I wonder if this bitch is even a living being? How could she have won over us?” one man commented.
“She is alive…” Noah shut the door behind them before stepping closer to her, “But not after a few more minutes.”
Sibyl took a step back, glaring at Noah, “Let me go.”
“Or what? Are you planning to tear off another of my limbs?” he raised an eyebrow while pulling a sharp silver dagger out of his packpocket.
“Don’t come any closer,” Sibyl’s muscles stiffened in shock as Noah’s eyes flashed with insanity.
“Sadly, I can’t obey seeing I need your tongue in my hand,” he grinned.
Sensing Noah’s intentions, Sibyl immediately turned around planning to escape the bathroom through the back door. But when she tried to open it, she realized it was locked from the outside, imprisoning her with the sick wolves at her back. The bathroom was already narrow and the window was too small for her to escape through. She was trapped and could be killed by Noah and his accomplices.
“It is useless to run,” he grinned.
Sibyl felt a surge of panic as she faced Noah and his approaching companions. Instinctively, she raised her hands in a defensive stance, ready to fight back, but then Glen’s warning flashed in her mind. If she laid a hand on any pack member, she risked being expelled from the pack. If that happened, she could end up back in the brothel, suffering like the woman she had seen not long ago on that hospital bed.
The thought sent shivers down her spine, reminding her of the horrors she had witnessed. She couldn’t bear the idea of returning to that life. The fear of being cast out of the pack and subjected to such cruelty paralyzed her. It was as if invisible chains were being wrapped around her, binding her in place, and preventing her from defending herself.
“Come here bitch!!” Sibyl’s heart raced as Noah grabbed her hair, his angry voice piercing the air.
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“Let go“” she protested, her struggle intensifying as she desperately tried to break free. The memory of the red–light district and the horrors that she experienced in that room in the brothel flooded her mind, sending shivers down her spine. As much as she wanted to fight back and defend herself. fear was rooted deep within her threatening to paralyze her.
He locked his red eyes with Sibyl’s and whispered, “You called me pencil dick, right? Today I will cut out that bold tongue of yours.”
Sibyl’s body turned cold hearing his threat. Zara began to kick in her mind. If she did not fight back then she could end up dead. So she had to escape under any condition. Using her full strength, she pushed Noah then decided to make a break for the door while shifting into her wolf. Her clothes started tearing into pieces as she was already shifted but before she could shift completely, she felt a force grab her from behind and slam her into the floor.
“AHHH…” Sibyl cried as her head took a hard pounce off of the floor and Zara failed to take over her.
“Don’t even think about shifting, WHORE!!!” Noah slapped her on the face with full force causing Sibyl’s mind to spin wildly and her vision to grow blurry, she felt Noah climb on top of her and sit on her stomach pressing her down with all of his weight as he yanked her tongue out of her mouth.
Sibyl’s head bled, her mouth bled from his slap but when the silver dagger began approaching her tongue, she knew it was all over.
She clenched her hand then attacked Noah’s chest, catching him by surprise so that he dropped the silver dagger and staggered away from her. Taking advantage of the situation, she kicked him away, grabbed the knife then slid back on the floor aiming it at them.
“This slut thinks she can threaten me with that,” Noah chuckled darkly then charged at Sibyl. When suddenly the bathroom door burst open and someone walked in scaring every wolf in the room.
Bleeding and breathing heavily, Sibyl spotted Keshton standing there. Keshton looked at her torn clothes, injuries, as tears slowly formed in her eyes. His mind went blank at the sight of tears in Sibyl’s eyes for the first time.
Sibyl’s hand loosened around the dagger letting it drop as she got up from the floor on shaking legs and cold limbs. She looked at Keshton for a couple of seconds before she walked past him without a care for how much of her body was exposed to those around her.
“Stop,” Keshton stated but Sibyl just glanced at him with her red, angry and slightly watery eyes before she passed by him. “I SAID STOP!!!” Keshton’s roar filled the hall, freezing Sibyl on the spot but what actually scared her was the sound following his roar. Or the sound of Keshton throwing Noah through one of the small windows on the third floor. There was a gaping hole in the outer wall of the building where the window used to be, it was evident that Noah had died instantly.
Sibyl’s eyes widened as she slowly looked over at Keshton’s dark crazed eyes. He stretched his hand out to pull her closer to him, causing her breast slam against his hard chest, “Stop….” he whispered.
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