I Married The Wrong Alpha

I am alone in my room, pacing back and forth. I look out the window and see only darkness ahead of me, a coughing fit shakes my body, and I walk over to the window, taking deep breaths as the fit passes. The chilly night wind passes through my frail body, and bruises cause pain. The pain caused by the cold air doesn't compare to what is tearing my soul apart, tears roll down my face, and I try not to feel what's happening. Moans of anguish and bitterness fill my mind, my she-wolf Maya cries out for help.

"Quiet down," I said in an attempt to calm her emotions.

But it was useless, Maya and I are connected and have a mental bond with our mate Ethan, and we can feel everything that's happening to him. The absence in this room is what's causing all this suffering because my she-wolf and I feel through our mental bond that he is making love to another woman.

"Why is he with another?" Maya asked, whimpering.

Her howls invaded my mind, making me nervous and crazy with her cries and howls.

So I shout. "Stop, please!" but she's restless and agitated.

I cover my ears with my hands, trying not to hear her, I kneel on the floor, letting our tears mix, because we can feel the lust of Ethan's actions and the intensity of his passion, which make my heart bleed. I close my eyes and shake my head, trying to erase what I feel. But I can hear moans and whispers from Ethan, and his mouth moving over his lover's body, sucking her breasts, while his skillful hands in her intimacy elicit a pleasure moan that is not mine. My she-wolf looks into my eyes and howls in pain, I am broken inside and wounded. I crawl to the bed with much difficulty, in recent days, I have been very sick, I lost weight.

I sit on my bed and caress my belly in an attempt to make Maya see the fruit of my love.

"You need to calm down, Maya, for the baby," I whisper to my she-wolf, who now has her eyes fixed on my belly.

She whispers in my mind. "How can he do this to us," I feel her sad eyes and let out a discouraged sigh.

The last two years of my marriage to Ethan invade my mind. Only pain, torture, and suffering. When he married me, I was looking forward to our wedding night. I wanted to feel the intensity of Ethan's love, but reality was different.

"As they say, finally alone," I said smiling looking at Ethan, but his expression was not loving as before.

"Take off your clothes and lie on your back," he spat out the words rudely.

"How?" I blinked confused by this change.

I could see his impatience at my reaction, he came to me and tore off my clothes, throwing me on the bed. Startled, I tried to get up, but his growl paralyzed me.

"Spread your legs," I could hear him separating my legs, leaving my intimacy exposed.

I hear the noise of his clothes falling to the ground and positioning himself behind me, he invaded me mercilessly, causing horrible pain. I screamed, holding onto the sheets tightly, and that night he used my body in any way he.

In the morning, I couldn't get out of bed, and since then, every day, I've been suffering verbal abuse and insults. Tonight, I realized that my husband is a sexual abuser and has chosen me to be his victim.

I've heard a lot of insults like, "Ava, how can you be so useless?" or "Do as I say or else...". The threats and psychological torture were constant. I remember when I made a comment about an issue with the packs, as the Luna of The Wild shadow Pack.

Ethan heard it in front of everyone, but when he arrived in our chambers at the palace, he revealed himself.

"Come here," his hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me close and kissing me fiercely, forcing his tongue into my mouth. His hands tore my clothes, and he kissed the curve of my neck, squeezing lightly.

"Who do you think you are, to give opinions in the meetings?" the grip on my neck intensified, and I could feel the air leaving my lungs.

Ethan's eyes met mine, and I could see their sadistic gleam. He licked my cheeks and his fingers trailed down my neck, pulling my hair forcefully. A scream escaped my throat, making him increase the pressure.

"Ethan, you're hurting me!" I whimpered, bringing my hands to his.

He glared at me fiercely. "Never dare to give opinions again, about pack matters," he growled.

"Ethan, I... I'm the Luna of the pack, my duty is to help," I spoke in a weak voice, and I heard his and his wolf Zen' grotesque laughter, mocking me.

"Luna? You're nothing but useless! Good for nothing," he snarled, ripping off my clothes, leaving my breasts exposed. I felt his fingers squeeze them tightly, and I couldn't help but groan in pain.

"Don't get any ideas, Ava, you're only by my side for appearances... any idea of yours, know that your vermin family will suffer..." He stopped talking, a cruel smile forming on his lips.

He pushed me onto the couch, positioning himself in front of me, spreading my legs. He licked his lips, moistening them, as if he were before a juicy prey. I felt his mouth on my private parts, but I felt nothing but pain and desire for him to finish quickly.

Every night has been torment, Ethan abuses my body in cruel ways, making me suffer has become his source of pleasure...

Despite every night being torture and anguish, I eventually became accustomed, still feeling a little love and hoping that Ethan would change.

I heard footsteps in the corridors, I sniffed the air and could smell Ethan scent, my wolf Maya jumped with joy.

The door opened, revealing the imposing figure of the man, tall, virile, with black eyes and long black hair.

"Why are you awake?" he asked me, looking at me with disdain.

"I can't sleep," I said, avoiding his gaze, watching him from the corner of my eye.

"Come take off my clothes, you useless," I hear him say almost like a growl."

I rise from the bed and walk over to him, removing his cloak and leaving it on the sofa. My thin, trembling fingers pull at his shirt, and my nails scratch his belly. He pushes me away with a growl, and I shrink back in fear.

"You're not even good for undressing your husband," he says, making his pants drop, revealing his stiff member.

"Why are you betraying me?" I ask him, as I hug my own body.

"Suck it, at least you're good for that," he orders, and I kneel before him, struggling a bit.

I grip his member at the base and take it into my mouth, sucking and moving my hand up and down. Maya is calmer now, quite content, until a familiar scent reaches our noses, but we decide not to pay attention because Ethan is with us now. It doesn't take long before I feel him climax in my mouth. I pull away with difficulty and look into his eyes, seeing his wicked grin.

"What's wrong? Eager to go at it again or did you catch a scent?" Ethan says, smiling as he goes to wash up.

"Why are you betraying me?" I ask him, holding onto my own body.

"Because you're worthless now, but once you bear my pup..." he trails off, smiling with a cruel glint in his eyes, his wolf Zen growling at me maliciously, sending a shiver down my spine as fear grips me.

"Maya, Ethan will kill us like this," I whisper to my she-wolf, but she remains quiet with closed eyes."