Kenneth's POV
Makarov barged into the room and dragged me across the floor. I felt my skin harshly scrape against it, that it probably wounded me, but I don't really care anymore.
"Why don't you just kill me already?" I said quietly.
"My dear, he's your mate. He hasn't rejected you, so that would mean you're still the Luna of his pack." he says with a smirk.
I slowly looked up at him, and I saw him zipping his pants down and pulled out his member. He forced it in my mouth and aggressively moved it in and out making me gag and even throw up.
"Bad dog." he quietly says.
He grabbed my hair and rubbed my face all over the vile on the floor. He slapped his member on my bare butt and forced himself in. I winced but didn't move. Moving would only cause me so much more pain than this. I
