Claimed By The Dangerous Alpha King: Betrayed Luna Novel by Gorgeous Aliyah

Hot tears trickled down my cold face.

My hands trembled as I wept.

My legs shook as I took a walk of shake down the hallways of the mansion.

My throat was parched from all the sobbing and my bones ached twice as much as they did before. I’d never been so exposed in my entire life. Not once did I ever think that I would go through the shame that the alpha put me through.

How vulnerable I felt in their midst. How their eyes raked over my body! The stench of their arousals that was stronger than the smell of the food that they were served, I didn’t know what to do, how to feel! If life was still even worth going on with.

They didn’t touch me and frankly, they didn’t need to for me to feel all the things that I felt. Who would have thought that the alpha of a pack would be so cruel? Everyone, everyone but me!

Whenever I heard of the of the exploits that he performed and his spectacular deeds of evil, I had thought that it was all just an exaggeration. That they were only trying to make him seem more beastly than he actually was. I thought that no one was capable of such wickedness that they spoke of but I guess I was sorely mistaken. He was capable of it and a whole lot more.

I awoke to a banging headache and a grumbling stomach. I still hadn’t anything to eat in days. To think that I couldn’t feel any hunger despite the amount of mouth watering food that Aston made me serve last night showed just how much pain and embarrassment that I went through.

Now that I was back in my cell though, I couldn’t get the thought of the food out of my head. My mouth watered and my stomach made loud sounds that seemed to echo across the entire cell, and in my head.

I wondered if it was possible to die of hunger and not just from starvation but the fact that I couldn’t stand the pang any longer.

The guards switched shifts but no maid was forthcoming. Every time I heard a sound, I assumed that it was good and Aston had finally decided to be merciful but nothing.

Just as my stomach twisted into another tangle of knots, I heard my cell door open. I looked up with hope in my eyes, expecting to see one of the maids or the cooks with food but a guard stepped in instead and the disappointment on my face made him laugh like my problem was something to be laughing about.

“This is only just the beginning! You’ve only been here for a few days, it’s not even been a week yet.” He said and he managed to rile me up.

“What the f** f***g wait for a week before I eat! I’m f***g starving!” and so is my baby I screamed inside but my pain only made the guard laugh harder.

“You seem to still have a lot of strength for someone who’s starving, Don’t worry I’m sure that you can still go a few more days before or maybe a few more weeks, who knows? You don’t know your limits until you test them out baby.”

“I’m not your ***g baby! What the hell do you want anyway barked at him realising that the guards only stepped in when they had an order to carry out. The thought that I could be put through half of the shit he put me through yesterday made me shake in fear.

The guard seemned to notice and just like everything else that bothered me, he found it funny. If I ever got out of this cell alive, I would make sure that I killed him and got away with it. F***g ba***rd.

“Are you curious? Why don’t you try begging?” He teased with a smirk and if he though I was going to beg him to tell me something that would get him killed if he didn’t them he was sorely mistaken. I glared hard at him and returned to sitting at the far end corner of the cell.

“If you don’t have anything to say then I suggest you leave my cell and just leave me t**k alone. I don’t want to do something that I’m going to regret later and by the looks of it, you’re going to make me.” I threatened as if I had the strength to do anything to him if he tried to attack me.

My hands were still trembling from the hunger that I felt and I was threatening to fight the guard that worked for the devil himself. I sure had guts.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Feisty, aren’t you? I see why the boss want to keep you alive. He’s going to have so much fun messing with you and I’m going to have so much fun watching. He wants to see you anyway, that’s why I’m here. I have a really good feeling that yesterday was just the tip of an iceberg.” He chuckled and left the cell door open. I pondered just driving a stake through my heart and ending it right now instead of going to find out what it was that the devil had in store for me.

I walked behind the guard as slowly as humanly possible but he didn’t even bother to call on me or anything. He just led fe to the room and left me in front of the door with a wide smile on his face.

My nose picked up the smell of their actions from almost à mile away or maybe it was the just the hunger that was starting to tell on me. I couldn’t say which was which. The events of last night replyed in my head as I stood in front of the door with no idea how I was supposed to summon the courage to go in.

I was scared and worried about the things that could go wrong or get even worse than my life already was at this point if I stepped into the room but I stepped into it anyway because a lot more could go wrong if I didn’t.

The smell of the air was thick and his room just like I imagined it to be. Majestic. Narcissistic. Everything that spelled “I kill people for fun”

Fear gripped me as I moved even farther and I started to wonder if the air was thick because I was scared and I was finding it hard to breathe or because what I smelled earlier was actually true but how could it be? There was no way he would have me summoned if he was actually.

Was this the guard’s sick idea of a prank? To have me f***g killed? Do I run away? Do I stay? I was so f***g confused and scared. The sound of my heart beating fast competed against the sound of his strokes and the sound of her moans.

“Don’t you f***g stop! Don’t you dare f***g stop!” she screamed as he pounded into her harder. I could hear the sound of his balls slapping against her p**y. The slurp sound of his d**k the way it slick in and out of her, it was all too vivid and the only thing that was separating me between sanity and an image that I wouldn’t be able to erase from my head for the rest of my life no matter how short it turned out to be was a flimsy curtain that I could see through.

“Get in here.” The thick sound of his voice filled the room and 1 flinched and almost tripped on my own legs.

“I wonder what sick thing that he had up his sleeve this time and I knew too well that I didn’t want to find out but I didn’t have much of a choice.

I flicked open the curtain with my fingers and the sight in front of me wasn’t something that I ever thought that I would see in a million years. The girl was beneath him, her eyes rolled to the back of her head in pleasure and their bodies slicked with sweat

Her legs were parted wide as the ocean for him and she was caged between his arms as he continued to pound into her without any mercy, seemingly how she liked it. I tried hard not to look but how could I not when it was right in front of me?

“This is just a reminder,” he panted as he continued to f**k her That I could never be with the likes of you and I would rather die before I got down with you.” He let out and I wanted to let him know that his words were more of a relief than it was a threat but it still sort of felt insulting.

What was wrong with the likes of me that he wouldn’t have sex with?