The Moonstone Wolf

CHAPTER 4- What A Birthday, Part 2

  ALORA

   When Tristan finished his little speech, I was surprised when he grabbed my waist and started spinning me in circles. After Morgana’s warning to me about him, I was going to keep my wits about me and play along.

   “Let’s go back to my cabin for a minute,” he whispered to me, breaking his laugh.  “I promise it’s nothing bad- I just want to talk some more. Well, that, and also a present for you.”

   “I don’t think so Tristan. You’ve been drinking and with everything that’s happened today, it’s just not a good idea. Maybe tomorrow?” I cautiously replied.

   “Oh I know, but I think you’ll love it and I just can’t wait to give it to you.”, he sheepishly said, suddenly looking embarrassed.

   “Ugh, fine!  But I’m not going IN your cabin- we can talk outside, but that’s where I draw the line. Take it or leave it,” I stated, crossing my arms stubbornly.

   He rolled his eyes and answered “Fine, I’ll take it.” He grabbed my hand firmly to led the way.

   We walked in silence, listening to the wind blow and the music and laughter growing fainter the further we got.

   We stopped just outside the door when he turned to me.  “Wait here, or on that bench there if you want to sit. I’ll be right back.”

   I went to go sit on the bench and just gazed up at all the stars in the sky. It was such a beautiful night with the full moon a beautiful pure white, and it seemed like the sky was littered with millions of stars twinkling in their own rhythms. I guessed that with the position of the moon, it was just before midnight, which meant I was almost eighteen.  Almost a woman, almost an adult, neither of which I really felt like.

   I heard the door to the cabin close and just as Tristan sat down, I saw some wisps of smoke float through the air from somewhere. It had an earthy, herbal smell to it, and I jumped in surprise as I inhaled it directly into my nose.

   ‘What the heck was that?!’ I asked my wolf, but neither of us knew.  I quickly focused on Tristan sitting next to me though, and my nose started to burn a little, but I shrugged it off.

   “It’s such a beautiful night, isn’t it?”, he asked while we both looked up at the sky.

   “It really is. The Moon Goddess certainly outdid herself this time,” I smiled.  At least she didn’t screw up tonight.

   “Yes, she did Alora... with you,” he suddenly replied, very shyly.  He even looked like he blushed a little.

   I just rolled my eyes and chuckled. “Wow, what a line. You use that one a lot?”

   That seemed to make him frustrated, but then he paused and chuckled.

   “Yeah, I guess that was kind of cheesy. But seriously though, you’re breathtaking,” he paused and sighed deeply before continuing.  “That’s why I want you to be mine, Ali” he said with a slight smile that seemed genuine.  My eyes widened and my whole body stiffened at his words.

   “Yo-yours?”, I stuttered with shallow breaths.

   “Alora, I know that things aren’t great between us, but I want you to be my mate- my chosen mate and Luna. I decided I want you next to me forever. And, I wanted to wish you happy birthday.” He then placed a small box in front of me, looking at me expectantly.

   Luna?  That makes him a self-proclaimed Alpha?  He’s nuts!   How does that even happen?  You either kill a current Alpha or you challenge him and he loses.  ‘What did he do?!’

   My jaw dropped open as I looked at the box, and with trembling hands I picked it up. I started feeling weird in the pit of my stomach, a pain slowly growing throughout my torso. It then started to spread to my arms and legs, and I looked up at him with fear.

   “Alora? You okay? I know it’s a lot to take in, but I hope I’m not too far off with this?”, he said, seeming concerned.

   “No, it’s not that! I feel really, really weird. Like something is wrong with me!” I whispered in heavy breaths.  Suddenly the pain went nuclear in my head and I dropped to my knees screaming in pain, dropping the small box.

   Without hesitation Tristan was beside me, trying to ask me questions but I couldn’t hear anything- the pain was too great. My body felt like it was being ripped in two- like I was being divided!

   “Tristan?!” I screamed. “What the hell is going on with me?” With tears streaming down my face, I started screaming and rocking myself back and forth.

   “I have no clue baby!” He said, frantically looking around.

   “ADAM! JASON! GET OVER HERE!” He screamed.

   Adam came up to us first and Tristan sent him somewhere, but Jason didn’t come- he must be further away.

Warning: triggers for s****l abuse and violence. Do not read if easily triggered.

   “Hey, hey baby,” he whispered soothingly in my ear as he gathered me in his arms and carried me into his cabin, me still crying. We walked through the main area and he opened the door to his bedroom and I tried to tell him no but I couldn’t.

   “Here, here, lay down on our bed.” 

   Our bed?!   Wait!  Where was my wolf??

   He started to look over me, but my panic was settling in. I tried to move myself off the bed but I felt so weak, failing miserably. I knew that if he tried anything that I wouldn’t be able to protect myself, so I just prayed to the Goddess to keep me safe.

   “Baby, you had me so scared,” he replied breathlessly. I felt his lips on my cheeks, then my nose, then each eye, and chin, gradually turning into more lingering kisses that were more passionate.

   I tried pushing him away but I had no strength left. I was starting to REALLY panic now- I did NOT want Tristan kissing me or touching me.  I tried to say something but I couldn’t.  ‘s**t!!  This is not good!’

   He started trailing them along my jawline and my neck, stopping before stopping at my shoulder, where I would bare my mate’s mark.

   My eyes widened in fear as he leaned back and I saw his eyes darken, then his lips came crashing down on mine. They were moving over them with a hunger and fury I didn’t understand, and he bit my bottom lip at the same time one of his hands gripped my waist and squeezed it, trying to get me to open my mouth so he could slip his tongue inside.

   ‘Oh hell no!’, I thought to myself.  He pulled away, breathing heavy and he looked at me with confusion as to why I wasn’t responding the way he wanted me to.

   “What’s going on Alora, don’t you want this like I do?”, he demanded, his voice getting deeper and darker with lust.

   “NO! I don’t want you or this, Tristan! I’-I’m sorry but I don’t want to be your mate, or anyone else’s!”, I shouted.  “I’m not a Luna, I’m not a leader, I’m not anyone’s possession or property! And don’t call me baby!” answering him, my voice growing stronger with each word.

   “You said to trust you Tristan, so I did! And now look! Even if I had some sort of feelings for you, which I didn’t, but they would now be completely gone!” My eyes growing wild with anger.  “How could you take advantage of me like this? YOU’RE NO BETTER THAN MY FATHER!! You disgust me!” I screamed.

   All I could feel was blinding, white hot rage, but that only seemed to fuel him.

   He crashed his lips on mine again but so much more violently. I could taste blood as his teeth were biting my lips trying to get me to allow him access. When he forced his way inside my mouth, and I bit down on his tongue hard which made him let out a sensual groan from his lips.  ‘Eeww! ‘ 

   My arms were above my head pinned under his one hand, and with his other free hand he ripped the front of my dress down to my waist, exposing me fully for his eyes. With a sadistic grin he then finished the rest of it with another swipe, leaving my dress open and in shreds.  Tears streamed down my face as I thrashed my legs wildly, landing kicks and blows anywhere I possibly could but it didn’t phase him.

   “TRISTAN! STOP IT NOW!” I screamed at him. “SO HELP ME GODS I’LL KILL YOU!”

   He kept going, ignoring my pleas and screams, biting me hard all over my torso and thighs- even drawing blood. He stopped as he ripped his clothes off in one motion.

   “No, no, no, no, NO!” I screamed and I knew this was it.

   ‘Mom, Morgana, where the f**k are you?!’ I thought in my mind.  I could now feel my wolf a little, but she was weak- very weak.   

   “We will have you Alora,” he creepily growled, ignoring my earlier statement.  “You will be by ours and we will do with you what we want, when we want, and how we want, for the rest of our lives,” he said as his mouth moved over my neck and chest.  “Now submit to me like a good… obedient… little… pup,” and I felt a searing pain below, trying to desperately to block out the humiliation as he assaulted me with his hands.

   “NEVER! I will NEVER submit!” I scream as loud as I can, praying someone would hear.

   “Submit to me!” He glared, as I’m glaring right back and crying because I literally can’t do anything else.

   “NO!” 

   “SUBMIT TO ME!” He yelled ferociously, slapping me across my cheek hard, infuriating me more.

   “I WILL NEVER SUBMIT TO YOU!” I screamed in response. I refuse to look at him even though I am wearing down quickly. “You will have to kill me before I submit to you! You will NEVER have me by my own choice, do you hear me?! I don’t care what you do- I will NEVER submit!”

   “It’s a shame, really. Now I suppose you really will end up like your mother... ” I felt him remove his hand and felt him position himself over me just below. I was terrified that the very thing I had feared most happening in this world was about to come to pass.  I felt my soul shattering into a million pieces, my dreams and hopes of a whole future suddenly replaced by the ugly and vicious one in front of me.  

   “Oh gods no,” I whispered before I felt a violent and searing pain, blacking out immediately.

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