The Lunas Second Chance Mate – Chapter 95
Alyson
“Stop,” I whimper, pleading, the utter feeling of unfamiliar hands on my body and face making my heart hurt. I need my mate, something so salaciously dangerous about the feeling of a rouge toying with my body. “Stop it, dammit—”
A harsh slap rings out against my cheek, the sound deafening and the pain stinging. “Shut up, Luna slut. You need to learn some damn manners when talking to authority.”
my eyes opening to a dark, damp cell in some form of barracks, the air murky and heavy with the iron stench of blood. “You hit her ag
back, my skin bare and naked to his sharp eyes.
ing spot as me in a cell across from my own. There’s no rogue in his cell, though, only in mine, toying with my exterior as my wrists hang above my head in metal, rusting cuffs, keeping me standing upright. I want
rin
If I just stay still and don’t fight him, maybe he will stop. I have noticed the more I struggle, the more his hands wiggle their way around my hips, threating to find a part of my body I would never allow him to p
e for help.
cry. “Please, just tell me what you want and—and don’t do this, please—”
ums a laugh. “My boss wants your mate; me, I want your body.”
t feel this treasonous act happen.
ressing a hand into my bare inner thigh. I gasp a breath, Olivera breaking loose and shoving through his cell door, knocking the bars down b
es my wrists from the chains, letting me fall to the ground as he kneels, brushing my hair back while I pant in fear and relief. He gives me a firm, assuring look.
u,” I say, sobbing as I cling to his chest.
able to do the same to ours. Instead a set of rogues post up at the door, holding something long and silver in their palm.
back into Olivera
it won’t stop me.”
into Olivera’s skin. The minute it hits his blood he falls on the floor while he coughs a noise like he can no longer breathe fully. I rush to his side, his eyes turning black, his hands grabbing my wris
rogues laugh at the Alpha writing on the ground next to me, something straining in his system as he gasps aloud in pain. I pull myself to his chest, laying on the floor with him, his skin turning cold and pale in the process of his struggling gr
s obvious, but I don’t know how to
stay with me,” I beg se
s protective hold.
sight of my body and way he wants to defile it.
ttles off in my ches
.
elp but is unable to get up and come to my side. I cry helplessly, actually wishing I could be in Olivera’s protective grasp.
!”
le staring me down. He reaches for me, grabbing me by my hair and yan
oars.
my face, as though to force it into my throat.
d I want you to watch it happen, just because it’s obvious how much you care for this little slut.”
slamming it upright into his s*x. He howls a noise, dropping his grip on my hair, and I crawl back slightly as the rogue snarls and cries.
You bitch!”
ing out of his busted lip, his eyes rolled back like he was hit so hard his bones fractured.
a snarls protectively and something about that noise makes m