章 30: Chapter Thirty
*Caution-Mature themes/Upsetting themes ahead (Rape, Sex, Language, Gore, etc.)*
"We're here." The Alpha grumbled as he dropped Serena to the ground.
She landed with a thud in the leaves and twigs. She glared up at him fiercely, but he shrugged, walked a few feet, and grabbed a sack from a downed tree. He opened the bag and tossed the clothes to the ground. As he put on the pants, he watched Serena, carefully.
She shifted and pulled herself up against a tree. She watched the man while stretching an arm down to her swollen leg. She pulled the pant leg up and surveyed the red, irritated skin screaming out for help. She pushed it back down and glared at the man. He was now in front of her, watching her and taking in her face.
He grabbed her chin and pulled it toward him.
"So this is the future Luna. The human." He spat. He released her head and spun around. "Atlas never spoke of me did he?"
"No," Serena replied coldly. Her eyes narrowed and angry. She glanced around her for something, anything to help her in the situation, but she was alone. Alone with a werewolf not her own and in a place that she did not know.
The Alpha spun around and crouched down in front of her.
"I'm Silas." He smiled as he stuck out a hand. "It's nice to meet you."
Serena turned away from him and pursed her lips tightly together.
Silas swallowed and snatched her face again, pulling her close to his own.
"When someone introduces themselves, it is respectful to introduce yourself back and shake their fucking hand." He squeezed her face between his fingers. Her face contorted in the pressure and she nodded. He released her and stuck his hand out again.
"I-I'm Serena." She stammered as she slid her hand into his. It was warm and calloused, much like Atla's, but felt sick against her skin.
"Much better! Was that so hard?" He dropped her hand and leaned forward.
Serena pushed back against the tree as far as she could go, and scrunched her nose.
Silas' face fell and he pulled away.
"I was once like him." He began as he paced in the rustling leaves. The orange glow behind him grew ever brighter. "I was in love and thought that if I could change from my father's ways then I would make my pack great. I would be the best provider, protector, father, and Alpha that any pack could ask for. But that love was taken away from me. She was killed by Callan. Her throat was ripped out and her body dropped before me as though she were a prize deer." He ran toward her and pressed his face close to hers. His breath mingled with hers and his blood-caked skin pressed against hers. She whimpered slightly and tears formed in her eyes, threatening to spill at the smallest word. "She was dead. Dead as can be. The mate bond that we shared was over. All for what? At the whim of the Alpha of the Riverwood Pack? The ruthless son of a bitch. He killed for fun! He killed because they crossed the boundaries they should have been far from. He killed her because of the pack." He jumped up and bounced away from her. She let out a shaking breath but followed him with her eyes.
"The pack! The pack! All for the pack. They are everything, you know. They rely on a good Alpha to make them great. They need direction. They need the Alpha. Without him, they are a bunch of rogues with morals. Well, fuck morals." He plopped himself on Serena's lap and gripped her thighs tightly. His nails dug through her pants and into her skin. She gasped and the tears started to fall. Slow at first, but picked up speed as they rounded her cheeks. The hot, sticky tears dropped onto her blood and dirt-stained white shirt. "I'm going to get revenge on the Riverwood Pack. I will finally have justice for my dead mate. But, to do that, I need someone to continue where my poor Luna and love left off." He dipped his head to her neck and licked it slowly. His saliva slid down her neck and left the wet mark of another wolf claiming her as his own. He trailed his nose up her neck and across her face, stopping at her eye level. She whimpered and struggled against him, but his nails dug deeper into her skin. Blood flowed from the nail marks and soaked into red splotches of her pants.
"You will fulfill your duty as a woman." He mumbled as he slid back down and sucked on her neck. His tongue swirled against her skin as he kissed where he would mark her as his wolf commanded.
Serena fumbled her fingers in the leaves beside her as Silas nuzzled and kissed her neck. She groaned at the pressure and the sensation of lips against her skin. She grunted as his nails dug deeper and deeper. The pain sharp pinpointed on her veins, spread into the nearby muscle. She continued to dig a hand in the leaves and dirt. Something stopped her fingers, a barrier to the leaves beyond. She grabbed the hard, rough surface and pulled as hard as she could. Raising the rock above Silas, she clobbered him with it and shoved him off.
Silas yelled and swore as he clutched his head tightly. His nails were caked with blood and his lips were red.
"You bitch! Get the fuck back here now." He screamed as he wobbled to his feet, and began chasing after her. His forehead flowed crimson and his eyes flared with anger.
Serena hobbled as fast as she could toward the glowing orange flames and away from Silas. Sticks and leaves snapped and rustled close behind her, but she kept moving.
A hand clamped firmly on her shoulder and tugged her back. She landed in the leaves with a thud. Silas was on top of her, still holding an eye. His blood trickled down his face and onto her chest.
"You bitch! Just let me have my revenge!" His eyes were hungry. Hungry for her. He leaned down again, and with his free hand slipped his hand under her shirt and traced circles on her stomach. His skin against hers burned brighter than the fire behind them. It stung at every motion. She set her jaw and refused his kiss.
Serena writhed and screamed in the leaves.
"Atlas! Venus!" She screamed into Silas' face.
She slowly succumbed to his pressure and persistence. She dropped her hands and stopped kicking as hard. Silas slid a hand further up her shirt and brushed a hand against her breast, slipping further and further into her comfort zone. She swallowed as the tears fell into the dead leaves below her. No one was coming. No one could hear her cries.
But there was. Someone was listening. And someone was waiting for the right moment.
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