His Special Hybrid Coralanna

3 - Experiencing Pain

Coralanna POV

    I was about to turn nineteen in just under a month.  I had thought a lot about running away, especially since the pack members consistently continued to abuse me in worse ways as I grew older.  

    Sasha tried to warn me about what would happen if I didn't run away, but I could never find the courage to do it.  I always felt weak, and my body was always in pain from the abuse.  To be honest, I didn't know if I had enough strength to make it anywhere on foot.

    On top of everything else, I kept having nightmares of the different times Mark and Casey had raped me over the last nine months.  Yep, that's a thing now, too.  

    Just because they were about to become the Alpha and Beta of the pack, they thought it was okay to do whatever they wanted and take whatever they wanted, including a defenseless hybrid's innocence.  That's how cruel these werewolves were in this horrible pack.

    The first time was by far the worst.  Mark didn't care that I was still a virgin.  He viciously beat me while I struggled in an attempt to stop him from taking the one thing I wanted to save solely for my destined mate.  

    I was so mortified by the time it was over, not to mention the fact that I couldn't move without feeling the most excruciating pain everywhere.  I didn't move from my bed where it had happened until Sasha barged into my room, late the next morning.

    When I didn't show up at the clinic, she tried to mind link me, but I had blocked everybody from linking with me.  When she saw me laying there wearing the dress she had given me on my birthday nearly torn to shreds with claw marks and bruises, she walked closer to my limp body on the bed.  

    Right away, she gasped when she saw the bite marks all over my neck, and the very dark bruises on my thighs.  "Who the f**k did this to you?" she angrily asked.

    I turned my head away from her, as I weakly mumbled, "I don't want to talk about it."

    She sat on the edge of my bed and brushed her knuckles across my sore cheek that Mark had slapped repeatedly the night before.  I winced from the pain, and that caused her to sigh.  

    A second later, she slid her hands under my sore body and lifted me up into her arms, which made me wince and hiss from the pain.  With tears in her eyes, she silently carried me toward the pack clinic.  

    Every time we would pass any of the other pack members, she would give them a death glare making them turn and look the other way.  Mark was one of the only two that didn't look away, and Casey was the other one.  Instead, Mark made kiss noises at me, then he winked, effectively making me bury my face into Sasha's chest, as I whimpered.

    As she continued to walk, I heard her growl at him, most likely assuming he was the one who had done this horrible thing to me.  Of course, it didn't have any effect on him.  Instead, he just laughed at us.  All I could think was, he's such a f*****g asshole, and I wished he would get killed by a rogue and soon.

    It took me three full weeks to heal from that incident.  Sasha stayed by my side most of those three weeks, keeping me with her either at the clinic or in her bedroom.  She was like a mother to me, and I loved her with all of my heart.  She was the only member of this pack that gave a s**t about me, and if it weren't for her, I surely would have died a long time ago.

    After I got better, Mark continued to take advantage of me, then Casey started acting the same way about four months later.  So now, I wished they would both get killed by rogues, so I would never have to see their ugly, evil faces again.  

    While the pack clinic provided me with some protection during the day, I usually didn't get any protection at night, and that was when they usually assaulted my body in the worst ways.  Every time either of them walked into my bedroom, I would instantly start shaking in fear.

    I had tried to run away a few times since it started, even though I didn't have a plan for where to go, but they always followed my scent and found me, because I was always too weak to run fast enough.  Sasha offered to take me to the border herself, but I always told her no, because I didn't want to get her into trouble.  She had been so good to me, I couldn't imagine the thought of them hurting her because of me.

    I did let her take me to her bedroom on some nights, when I was just entirely way too exhausted or hurt to handle any more of their brutality.  That was where I was staying on this particular night.  

    The pack was celebrating the forming of an alliance with a nearby pack, and anytime there was a celebration and the pack members got drunk, that was when they hurt us hybrids the worst.  I was already too miserable at the moment to endure anymore abuse, so Sasha made me stay in her room.

    Whenever I would wake up screaming from a nightmare, she would always hug me and rub my back, while she said soothing words to calm me down.  I was close to the point where I just wanted to die.  Everyday, I lost more hope of finding a way to leave that horrible place.  

    On top of that, I just knew my destined mate wouldn't want anything to do with me, once he heard I had been used and abused.  Too often, I would think there was no point in living anymore.  I couldn't believe life could be so cruel and unbearable.

    Sasha left me alone for a little while, so she could make an appearance at the celebration.  While she was gone, I laid silently on her couch, and curled up into a ball.  I was sore and feeling quite defeated at that moment.  

    When she came back an hour or so later, she moved me to her bed, then she whispered, "I have good news for you."

    Right away, I opened my eyes and turned to face her.  As she stared into my now lifeless eyes, I nonchalantly asked, "What is it?"

    She smiled at me with a twinkle in her eye, as she enthusiastically replied, "I just met the Luna from the Silver Moon Pack.  You would love her.  She is a hybrid just like you, except you can feel the strong witch aura surrounding her.  I asked her if other hybrids are welcome in her pack, and she said any hybrid with a good aura is welcome in her pack."

    "Seriously?  Was she nice?" I asked in surprise.

    Sasha smiled even wider, as she cheerfully responded, "This Luna is one of the kindest people I have ever had the pleasure of talking to.  I am telling you, that is where you need to run to."

    "I want to go, but they always keep me too weak to get away fast enough without them detecting me," I dejectedly mumbled.

    "Don't worry, sweetie.  We will find a way to make it happen.  Just don't lose your will to survive just yet," she sympathetically replied before she released a sigh.  It wasn't long after that, we both drifted off to sleep.

Anton POV

    Andrea and Jada left today in search of their mates.  It was one of the saddest moments in my life, besides the day my parents died.  The only good thing that came with her leaving is that I don't have to hide the random nightly chest pains I feel from time to time.  I had our pack doctor check my heart to make sure there wasn't anything wrong with it, but I'm always told that I am perfectly healthy.

    It just didn't make any sense, and the only thing the doctor could come up with, was that it had something to do with my mate.  However, that didn't make very much sense either, considering we hadn't met and the bond hadn't strengthened to that point, yet.  

    The pain wasn't as immense as the pain some wolves experience when their mate has betrayed them by sleeping with somebody else, but it was enough to wake me from a dead sleep.  Sometimes, the pain was worse than others, which lead me to believe that if it did have something to do with my mate, it couldn't be good.  

    Those days, every time I felt the pain, I would stare out of my window at the moon and pray to the Moon Goddess to keep my mate safe, and to help us find our way to each other.  Since Andrea was now searching for her mate, I found myself thinking even more about doing the same thing and searching farther away than we already had.  

    The only problem was having the time to get away from my pack's territory for long enough span of time to make such a trip.  While I waited for my chance to travel to some other packs, I put my focus on my battle training and my Beta responsibilities.  

    We had kept our pack strong, even though we are one of the smaller packs around.  It never seized to surprise me how often we got attacked by stupid rogues, who thought they could defeat us just because of our small numbers.  Unfortunately for them, they found out the hard way, just how strong our pack actually was.