The Alpha’s Curvy Cinderella - Chapter 156: Chapter 156
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Trigger warning. This chapter mentions s****l assault and may be triggering to some. Please do not read if this may be triggering to you.
Josie POV
My body felt heavy as he dragged me upstairs, his arms gripping me over his shoulder as I tried to claw at his back and slap him to no avail. He ignored my dismal attempts to escape, kicking a door open and throwing me onto the bed as I felt my stomach churn. He licked his lips, while I tried to scramble off the bed but my vision was slightly hazy. The syringe had contained a sedative mixed in with the wolfsbane and I could feel myself becoming slightly woozy as I fell, Drake chuckling as he turned and walked to the door, shutting and locking it as I attempted to crawl, unable to see the doorway clearly.
“You know it will be far easier for you if you don’t resist” he commented, looming over me as I looked up and my throat seized in panic “But you can scream and cry if you like. You’ll learn to be obedient to my every command eventually and who knows, you might even find that you like being submissive to me.”
Like hell, I would. I refused to let myself be that vulnerable or weak to somebody I hated. If I was ever that exposed, or willing to try to be something like that, it would be with somebody I loved, like Rohan, my mate, not this jackass.
He gripped my chin with harsh fingers and dragged me to a standing position, pushing me backward. I fell, hard, onto the bed. I felt his claws tear what clothes I had on, including my panties and bra. I tried to cover myself, out of instinct and he shook his head, my eyes unable to focus on his expression clearly, but able to hear him just fine.
“Remove your hands” he commanded.
My hand still throbbed from my wrist being broken. I reluctantly removed them, knowing he wouldn’t hesitate to break the wrist of the other one, feeling disgusted and repulsed as he eyed me. He trailed a finger down my navel and I flinched, fighting the urge to slap his hand away.
“You’re so soft” he murmured, beginning to undo the buttons on his shirt, the buttons undoing one by one as I stared upwards, feeling horrified and biting my lip to prevent myself from screaming. What was I going to do? There was no way I was going to let him rape me. But I could hardly move my limbs, they were that heavy and uncooperative. He dropped his shirt carelessly to the ground and my mouth went dry. My heart was racing in anticipation and fear of what was to come next. My wolf still remained silent. I was frantic, my head slowly moving side to side, in denial, my body trembling all over. This couldn’t be happening. Not to me. Not now.
“Not so cocky now are you” he purred, reaching over and stroking my cheek and then my hair as I blinked, feeling tears beginning to well in my eyes. “Don’t worry, you’ll be screaming out in pleasure real soon my little mate” he promised viciously.
“No” I whimpered “no, don’t” I pleaded, my voice barely above a whisper as he c****d his head, his eyes gleaming.
“I have to mate you, little mate. How else will you give me an heir?” he asked and I felt like I was going to vomit. An heir? Now he wanted to impregnate me on top of everything else? He had truly gone insane!
Just wait for the perfect moment. He’s growing arrogant now, believing you are unable to move or defy him. That will be his undoing. I’m sorry but it’s taken me this long to force the wolfsbane and part of the sedative out of your system. Even white wolves have their limits.
If we wait any longer, he’s going to…
He won’t. We won’t let him. We would never betray our mate, our real mate. He might have marked us against our will, but that would never replace the mate bond we have with Rohan. You need to shift, Josie, at the last possible moment, because I don’t know how long I can hold the wolf form for. Do you hear me? The last possible moment.
What if I screw up?
Then the consequences will be dire. We are weakened and we only have one chance at this. Choose your moment wisely.
I swallowed hard. My wolf went silent. Nothing like a bit of pressure to make you feel even worse. Drake had been silent this entire time, slowly removing his other pieces of clothing and now he stood in front of the bed, completely naked, his member erect and fully at attention. My eyes darted away from it. I tentatively moved my limbs, realizing they didn’t feel as heavy, and noticed my vision was a lot clearer. The sedative must still be clearing my system. I gulped. Drake gave a long, slow smile, confident that I was still under the effects of the drugs he had given me.
“I can’t wait to feel you as I take you” he breathed, coming closer as I tensed automatically “I bet you feel like heaven” he murmured.
Breathe, Josie, just breathe, I reminded myself. Do not let him see your fear. You have one chance and you have to make it count. He grabbed the base of my neck and wrenched my head sideways, studying his mark with a pleased look on his face. “After this, you will have no option but to mark me back” he snarled “and we will truly be as mates.”
Fat chance, I wanted to scream, but I bit my tongue and kept silent. His thumb stroked my collarbone and I shuddered. He bent down and kissed my neck, hard, sucking and raising a hickey to the surface. I tried not to gag at how unpleasant it felt, his touch was disgusting to me. His hand reached over and cupped my breast, squeezing it roughly and causing me to jolt on the bed. His touch wasn’t gentle at all, it was rough and it was hard. It hurt. I stared upwards, trying to think of Rohan and trying to imagine I was somewhere else. I made no move to resist, not yet. He still had to think I was sedated. He smiled approvingly. “Good mate” he whispered, climbing slowly onto the bed as I held my breath “you’re being so obedient” he purred “but I’m sure I can arrange some screams from you” he added darkly.
I took shallow breaths. His knee pushed my legs slowly apart, so that they were wide, exposing me to him. I knew it was a matter of time before he tried to penetrate me. I waited with abated breath. He knelt over me and that’s when I took my chance, shocking him by shifting and clawing him as he frantically leaped backward, his hand clutching his stomach as he stared in disbelief. He shifted, but I was already moving and my claws went across his neck and his face, blinding him. He howled in pain. I had not one iota of sympathy for him. He stumbled and I gripped him by the tail, flinging him into the wall as he yelped. He fell to the floor with a thud.
Hurry Josie, I can’t hold this form much longer. I’m already struggling. I couldn’t get rid of the wolfsbane completely. The longer we hold this form, the faster it goes through our blood. Now finish him, before he heals!
I stalked to him as he lay stunned and stomped on his skull, over and over again, blood spurting up the walls, on the floor and all over my white fur, his howls fading as he died, my chest heaving as I continued, my anger and frustration and fear boiling over.
My body shifted, my wolf unable to hold it anymore and I collapsed to the ground, nauseous, weeping loudly. My hands were covered in blood. I couldn’t bear to look at the dead body on the ground. I shook all over. There were still rogues in the farmhouse and it shocked me that none had come upstairs to assist with the fight or help Drake. Then I heard it. The sounds I’d been desperate to hear. Low growls and yelps as Rohan and pack members began to break their way in, rogues quickly dying as they were taken out without mercy. I could smell Rohan’s scent as he made his way downstairs, but I couldn’t bring myself to cry out. I waited. I knew he would be able to smell me or at least I hoped he would. I traced the mark on my neck and noticed with surprise that with Drake’s death his mark had faded, but now I was unmarked. Rohan would have to mark me again, I thought with a sigh, stroking my neck and staring around the room absently.
The door broke open and a large wolf came barreling in, covered in blood, his eyes narrowed in anger. It halted, staring at me, sniffing and then shifted, revealing Rohan who stood there, looking relieved and full of longing.
“Josie” he whispered and then I was up, flinging myself into his arms, sobbing as he held me, stroking my hair and hugging me as I clung to him, afraid to let him go. He glanced towards Alpha Drake and scowled but said not a word, his focus on me as he looked me over for injuries.
“Josie” he said quietly, cupping my face in the palms of his hands “sweetheart are you okay?”
I burst into a flood of fresh noisy tears in response.
Josie POV
My body felt heavy as he dragged me upstairs, his arms gripping me over his shoulder as I tried to claw at his back and slap him to no avail. He ignored my dismal attempts to escape, kicking a door open and throwing me onto the bed as I felt my stomach churn. He licked his lips, while I tried to scramble off the bed but my vision was slightly hazy. The syringe had contained a sedative mixed in with the wolfsbane and I could feel myself becoming slightly woozy as I fell, Drake chuckling as he turned and walked to the door, shutting and locking it as I attempted to crawl, unable to see the doorway clearly.
“You know it will be far easier for you if you don’t resist” he commented, looming over me as I looked up and my throat seized in panic “But you can scream and cry if you like. You’ll learn to be obedient to my every command eventually and who knows, you might even find that you like being submissive to me.”
Like hell, I would. I refused to let myself be that vulnerable or weak to somebody I hated. If I was ever that exposed, or willing to try to be something like that, it would be with somebody I loved, like Rohan, my mate, not this jackass.
He gripped my chin with harsh fingers and dragged me to a standing position, pushing me backward. I fell, hard, onto the bed. I felt his claws tear what clothes I had on, including my panties and bra. I tried to cover myself, out of instinct and he shook his head, my eyes unable to focus on his expression clearly, but able to hear him just fine.
“Remove your hands” he commanded.
My hand still throbbed from my wrist being broken. I reluctantly removed them, knowing he wouldn’t hesitate to break the wrist of the other one, feeling disgusted and repulsed as he eyed me. He trailed a finger down my navel and I flinched, fighting the urge to slap his hand away.
“You’re so soft” he murmured, beginning to undo the buttons on his shirt, the buttons undoing one by one as I stared upwards, feeling horrified and biting my lip to prevent myself from screaming. What was I going to do? There was no way I was going to let him rape me. But I could hardly move my limbs, they were that heavy and uncooperative. He dropped his shirt carelessly to the ground and my mouth went dry. My heart was racing in anticipation and fear of what was to come next. My wolf still remained silent. I was frantic, my head slowly moving side to side, in denial, my body trembling all over. This couldn’t be happening. Not to me. Not now.
“Not so cocky now are you” he purred, reaching over and stroking my cheek and then my hair as I blinked, feeling tears beginning to well in my eyes. “Don’t worry, you’ll be screaming out in pleasure real soon my little mate” he promised viciously.
“No” I whimpered “no, don’t” I pleaded, my voice barely above a whisper as he c****d his head, his eyes gleaming.
“I have to mate you, little mate. How else will you give me an heir?” he asked and I felt like I was going to vomit. An heir? Now he wanted to impregnate me on top of everything else? He had truly gone insane!
Just wait for the perfect moment. He’s growing arrogant now, believing you are unable to move or defy him. That will be his undoing. I’m sorry but it’s taken me this long to force the wolfsbane and part of the sedative out of your system. Even white wolves have their limits.
If we wait any longer, he’s going to…
He won’t. We won’t let him. We would never betray our mate, our real mate. He might have marked us against our will, but that would never replace the mate bond we have with Rohan. You need to shift, Josie, at the last possible moment, because I don’t know how long I can hold the wolf form for. Do you hear me? The last possible moment.
What if I screw up?
Then the consequences will be dire. We are weakened and we only have one chance at this. Choose your moment wisely.
I swallowed hard. My wolf went silent. Nothing like a bit of pressure to make you feel even worse. Drake had been silent this entire time, slowly removing his other pieces of clothing and now he stood in front of the bed, completely naked, his member erect and fully at attention. My eyes darted away from it. I tentatively moved my limbs, realizing they didn’t feel as heavy, and noticed my vision was a lot clearer. The sedative must still be clearing my system. I gulped. Drake gave a long, slow smile, confident that I was still under the effects of the drugs he had given me.
“I can’t wait to feel you as I take you” he breathed, coming closer as I tensed automatically “I bet you feel like heaven” he murmured.
Breathe, Josie, just breathe, I reminded myself. Do not let him see your fear. You have one chance and you have to make it count. He grabbed the base of my neck and wrenched my head sideways, studying his mark with a pleased look on his face. “After this, you will have no option but to mark me back” he snarled “and we will truly be as mates.”
Fat chance, I wanted to scream, but I bit my tongue and kept silent. His thumb stroked my collarbone and I shuddered. He bent down and kissed my neck, hard, sucking and raising a hickey to the surface. I tried not to gag at how unpleasant it felt, his touch was disgusting to me. His hand reached over and cupped my breast, squeezing it roughly and causing me to jolt on the bed. His touch wasn’t gentle at all, it was rough and it was hard. It hurt. I stared upwards, trying to think of Rohan and trying to imagine I was somewhere else. I made no move to resist, not yet. He still had to think I was sedated. He smiled approvingly. “Good mate” he whispered, climbing slowly onto the bed as I held my breath “you’re being so obedient” he purred “but I’m sure I can arrange some screams from you” he added darkly.
I took shallow breaths. His knee pushed my legs slowly apart, so that they were wide, exposing me to him. I knew it was a matter of time before he tried to penetrate me. I waited with abated breath. He knelt over me and that’s when I took my chance, shocking him by shifting and clawing him as he frantically leaped backward, his hand clutching his stomach as he stared in disbelief. He shifted, but I was already moving and my claws went across his neck and his face, blinding him. He howled in pain. I had not one iota of sympathy for him. He stumbled and I gripped him by the tail, flinging him into the wall as he yelped. He fell to the floor with a thud.
Hurry Josie, I can’t hold this form much longer. I’m already struggling. I couldn’t get rid of the wolfsbane completely. The longer we hold this form, the faster it goes through our blood. Now finish him, before he heals!
I stalked to him as he lay stunned and stomped on his skull, over and over again, blood spurting up the walls, on the floor and all over my white fur, his howls fading as he died, my chest heaving as I continued, my anger and frustration and fear boiling over.
My body shifted, my wolf unable to hold it anymore and I collapsed to the ground, nauseous, weeping loudly. My hands were covered in blood. I couldn’t bear to look at the dead body on the ground. I shook all over. There were still rogues in the farmhouse and it shocked me that none had come upstairs to assist with the fight or help Drake. Then I heard it. The sounds I’d been desperate to hear. Low growls and yelps as Rohan and pack members began to break their way in, rogues quickly dying as they were taken out without mercy. I could smell Rohan’s scent as he made his way downstairs, but I couldn’t bring myself to cry out. I waited. I knew he would be able to smell me or at least I hoped he would. I traced the mark on my neck and noticed with surprise that with Drake’s death his mark had faded, but now I was unmarked. Rohan would have to mark me again, I thought with a sigh, stroking my neck and staring around the room absently.
The door broke open and a large wolf came barreling in, covered in blood, his eyes narrowed in anger. It halted, staring at me, sniffing and then shifted, revealing Rohan who stood there, looking relieved and full of longing.
“Josie” he whispered and then I was up, flinging myself into his arms, sobbing as he held me, stroking my hair and hugging me as I clung to him, afraid to let him go. He glanced towards Alpha Drake and scowled but said not a word, his focus on me as he looked me over for injuries.
“Josie” he said quietly, cupping my face in the palms of his hands “sweetheart are you okay?”
I burst into a flood of fresh noisy tears in response.
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