CRESIA
The sunset has always comforted me. It was a reminder that every struggle has an end, every wound heals, and every hot tear fades. My body and soul were tired from my constant battle. I often felt that fate was mocking me as it watched me go through hardships and miseries. As I watched the sun set solemnly before my eyes, it gave me hope, peace, and a little happiness. But I knew it was only temporary, as sunset also meant new suffering.
I lived differently than others; I was treated with extreme prejudice because the pack, particularly my brother, the current Alpha, saw me as a disgrace . . . and the reason why our parents died.
He said I was cursed.
I was born different.
While the rest of the pack had naturally dark skin and jet black hair, my skin was white as snow, and my hair was naturally dyed a ginger color that became even brighter whenever I exposed myself to sunlight.
Heard of the worst? While all of my pack mates were able to shift after turning thirteen years old, I wasn't.
I had no wolf inside of me.
And I fucking didn't know why.
With these, I was deprived of so many things. I was forbidden to go out of the house that felt like a cage for eighteen years. I had no friends; no one on whom I could rely aside from myself; no one to whom I could run because no one ever accepted me.
So here I was, living in a house that felt like hell, and had been serving the only family left, the ever so ruthless Colton Lincoln, Alpha of the Ferocious Manes.
I dashed into the kitchen, and started cooking the Alpha's dinner. At any moment, he'd be home from work. Dinner must be served as soon as he's home or else he'd beat me up like a punching bag. I hated it, but I put up with it not because I wanted to, I just didn't have much of a choice. He was powerful, and I bet he could kill me with one swing, which I didn't want to happen because I still hoped that one day all these nonsense things in my life would end; that I'd be able to shift and meet my mate.
I quickly carried on with my task, cooking steak, which was his favorite, and hoping that with this food, he'd be leaving me alone for the night. But as soon as I heard the front door open, my body immediately stiffened.
Shit, I wasn't done cooking!
His heavy footsteps became loud and clear, an indication that he was on his way to the kitchen to check on me. A pang of fear went through my chest. I lowered my eyes and focused on cooking, deep down praying that he wouldn't be upset or something.
Hearing him walk near me made me want to run for my life, but I remained still in my stance, still holding on to the possibility that he'd never hurt me; that he'd just scold me for not preparing his dinner early.
Shutting my eyes, I breathed hard. But the second I felt his nose against my neck, my face turned cold and pale.
"Hmm, since when did you smell so good, Cres?" Colton murmured as he breathed against the back of my neck, which made me feel the goose bumps crawling over my skin. He stroked my hair, pressing his body against mine. "You looked damn sexy in your filthy clothes. How about we take it off?"
"Colton, what are you doing?" I asked softly, trying to get away from him, but his arms were fast enough to snake into my waist, pulling me closer to him until I got to feel the growing thing in his groin area.
I felt a sheer amount of terror, knowing what this was going to be. I wasn't innocent about what he was trying to do, as he had done it with numerous omega she-wolves before. Disgust built within me, and I couldn't help but question how he could do this thing to his younger sister.
He began kissing my neck. Still stiffened, I shuddered at how he disrespected me. My exhale turned into a whimper when I felt him thrusting behind me, purposely making me feel his bulge against my butt.
"Colton, stop it!"
I gritted my teeth. As I gathered my remaining strength, I forcibly elbowed him and ran out of the kitchen, going directly to the main door. However, before I could open it, Colton had already pulled my hair so hard that I could feel my scalp ripping apart.
"You, wench! Where do you think you're going?" He laughed devilishly.
When I turned to him as I tried to remove his hand from my head, I smelled the reek of alcohol in his scent. His eyes were red like a devil's, and I was pretty sure that he was so drunk, to the extent that he became an extremely disgusting animal.
"Let go of me! Colton—" He slapped my face before I could finish my plea, so hard that my tears rolled down my cheeks.
"You're not going anywhere until you get to satisfy me, little mutt," he remarked as he leered at me.
He struck my stomach, making me fall on the cold floor. I shrieked in agony and coughed up blood. The next thing happened; he removed his pants as he stared down at me, eyes full of lust. I could no longer describe the dread I felt, but I knew this would haunt me forever.
"P-Please, don't do this," I pleaded. I tried to sit upright, but he only kicked me.
"I am an Alpha. Consider yourself lucky that you get to have sex with me." He grinned.
Seconds later, he was already on top of me, pinning both of my arms above my head, his knee spreading my legs apart. His hand rolled my long skirt upward, and with one swift move he was able to tear my underwear.
I tried to move my hands, refusing this disgusting plan he had. However, he was so strong and was eager to violate me. I screamed for help when I felt his manhood touch that very sensitive spot on my body.
"Colton, no! We're siblings! D-Don't do this!" All I did was cry and beg, but he never listened.
He never felt disgusted at all! I refused to give him what he wanted, and so I tried to close my legs, which made him growl. I could only glare at him, crying.
"For Moon Goddess' sake, I am your sister, Colton! We're still family, so please stop doing this!" Then my shoulders tremble. "P-Please . . ."
He laughed out loud and offered me a wide grin.
"I haven't told you that we're not goddamn related, wench. You're an adopted child, so basically this is fine," he said, and then tried to rub his manhood against my private part.
I was completely struck by his revelation. My body went numb, and everything became even more frightening....
As my tears continued to fall, loud screams from the outside were the next thing I heard. Colton was ready to take me and had spread my legs widely when he suddenly stopped and looked over at the closed main door, seemingly bothered by the noises outside.
Those noises...
"The pack is under attack! Fuck!"