The Cursed Lycan Rejected Luna

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ed into a ceaseless cycle of

e visceral terror of not knowing when

left to fester in squalor like an animal

nly the bare stone floor to rest my weary body,

time as a constant dread set

by Dimitri's unpredictable intrusions, each on

nce for what felt like an eternity befo

t, growling out every filthy debasement and degradation ima

this, omega bitch. A rutting hole to

ouldn't possibly worsen, Dimitri intro

rags in the corner that reeked so strongl

as my trembling fingers picked apart the

t you to earn that s

rced down the spoiled scraps, knowing it was t

ws clean, an unmistakable rumble of sad

d leather floggers, razor-lined chains, muzzles and collars clearl

ons were mere twisted garnishes, a sickening prelud

, trailing their bloody lengths with a sinister m

n all fours like a terrified animal. "Please, I'll be good,

heartbeats, Dimitri paused, fix

ack from dagger fangs

e hooked lengths, prompting a hollow clank that made me flinch. "Merely a remind

ueezed shut against the lacera

k and forth in a pitiful facsimile of

..I'll be good

pered pleas short - a sca

Dimitri stared down at me wit

you're more defiant than most of my fiercest betas combined.

e in one effortless,

bit cornered by a wolf, as Dimitri'

ked claw lifting to slowly drag down my cheek. I shuddered, unable to tear my eyes from his as the po

ke a death knell even after Dimitri took his leave, the cr

I was once again consigned to s

e he returned to t

s that followed, I los

loneliness and hunger so savagely complete, it

hrough my fever dreams, taunting me with

ell be dead now, after being trade

resh air filling my lungs w

had taken for gra

ths of my torment: my beautiful fated mate Kayden's face, cold and impassive as h

ad set the downward spiral o

tare down the endless stretch of my withered arm a

it once represented: eternal devotion, tendernes

brutalized patch of raw, chafed ski

e - a piece of discarded meat to be abused and torme

y owner..

, drawing hoarse and anguished gasps from my parched, bloodied thro

I was choking, gagging on mouthfuls of my own blood no ma

would awaken in the waking nigh

ging to my battered form, weakening with ea

a mercy compared to

to one final, soli

entually see me as more than just a worthless t

licted upon me long enough, one day he would break his own c

y omega craved from their alpha mate, the

e...yet still I stubbornly clung to it

d leave me as empty and lifeless as the grisly fate s