When I woke up, I was no longer in Dallas room I was in my own. Happy and smiling. I was no longer a virgin and today I would reject my mate. Dallas was a fantastic person and even though I only had met him a week ago, he was the one that I wanted. Callan should not be a part of that. He had Vicki and didn't even want me. He just had to accept and let me free. He had too.
As I was about to go out of the door it opens right in front of me. Callan walks in with a mad facial expression and a blue eye as had he been in a fight. His hands are on his back and I am scared. The door closes behind him and I walk backwards away from him. "Hi mate", he says angry. All my happiness despairs. I don't say anything. "Something you want to say to me?", He says and I shake my head. "Are you sure?", he asks and then shows his hands. One of them has brushes all over it. The other one has my panties. "Where is he?", I ask and he starts laughing. "In the dungeon unconscious and waiting on his trail", he say. "It´s against the law to do anything with the Alphas mate". "Why do you care?", I ask, "You don't even want me", I say as the tears falls down my cheeks. "Because you are my property", he says. "I, Lenea Storm, Beta daughter of the Silver moon pack, reject you, Callan Snow, Alpha of the Blood moon Pack, as mate by the Goddess will", I say and everything is silent in a few seconds in till he starts laughing. "Did you really think, that I would accept?", he laugh at me, "Everyone would look at me as if I am weak. An Alpha doesn't reject or gets rejected, Lenea. Never", he says, "So, Lenea Storm, Beta daughter of the Silver moon pack, I do not accept your rejection", he says, "So now that is out of the way, we can get to it". He let go of my panties and it falls down on the floor. Then he moves faster than human possible towards me and hold my arms, so I can´t move. He forces me on the bed and even though I try to push him off. He is too strong. When I try to call for help, he puts something in my mouth. He locks my arms to the bed, so I can´t move. He rips my pants and panties of and I hear a slipper. I try to lock my legs, but he forces his way into me and I cry as I feel the pain. It´s not the same as when Dallas did it. Dallas was sweet and caring. Callan is rough and hard. It´s so painful and I cry even harder when he comes inside of me. There is no pleasure in this. He then lies on top of me and doesn't even look at me as he moves my head so he can mark me. I fight and try to hold my head still, so he can´t mark me. Then he gives me a slap in the face, but I hold still. Then he punches me in the face, which make me move my head. He holds it still with his hands in my hair, so I can´t move it, that it´s painful as it feels like he is ripping my hair out, and then he bites down. It is so painful. I cry even more and know that I have lost the battle. When he removes his teeth he also go out of me. "Now I am a part of you", he says. He doesn't even look at me as he walks out of my room after freeing my arms. I just lay in my bed for a long time, crying.
When I finally find some motivation to moving I try to stand up, but everything down there hurts. I look down and see that I am bleeding. I catch my reflection in the mirror and almost start crying again. My face is swollen and both red and blue, my lips are bleeding. My arms are bleeding from trying to escape and my clothing is destroyed. I see the mark and my fingers touch it. It will be a permanent part of me. I was right about him ripping hair out of my head. Some of it lies on the bed next to me. I was so happy, and then this happened. And Dallas was paying the price. I needed him out of the dungeon.
I get up slowly and try to ignorer the pain. I stumble over my feet as I reach my closet. I almost fall, but don't. I take out a long maxi dress in dark blue with long sleeves and a high neck and also my most comfortable panties. I take it with me out on the bathroom where I wash and remove the blood from my legs and my abdomen. It hurts a lot and when I am finish I take on the clothes and look in the mirror. I wash my face, but also know, that I can´t hide all of this with makeup, but I try. I put my hair up in a bun and tries not to cry, when I think about it.
Out of the bathroom I go to my bed table where I take my phone. My hands shake when I write to William.
I need you
- Lea
I am so afraid. What if he also is getting punished?