Chapter 5

Juno’s POV

Life has taken a heavy toll on me. Everything appeared to be conspiring against me. The environment had an awful odor. This is not healthy for a pregnant woman. Oily rags were handed to me to use as blankets. I can’t say I’m disappointed. I would be beaten if I complained. It smelt like pee, feces, and moldy water dripping from who knows where. The walls were blood-splattered, and there was a metallic iron odor in the air. I took a glance around, rubbed my stomach, and muttered,

“We’ll have to flee from this horror, baby. Mommy will see to it that it happens.”

I took a look at the rag my mate had given me as a blanket. It was really greasy and smelled strongly of grease. I didn’t have much of a choice. I sought a better hiding spot in case warriors came in. I no longer have faith in anybody. In this life, I will never be able to trust anybody. I lay down on the cloth on the floor. My hair was being yanked as I awoke. As I groaned in agony, he burst out laughing.

“My pack needs to feed, so get up, bitch. Are you suddenly forgetting your responsibilities in this castle, or have you become used to the Luna title? Who would want to mate with a female who isn’t a wolf?”

His remarks were like a sword thrust into my heart. He was meant to be my guardian, but he has turned into my greatest nightmare. I was forced to cook for the whole pack in the pack's kitchen. I sobbed till I couldn’t cry anymore. His new Luna bit into my flesh and yelled into my ears,

“Bitch, did you not know when the pack eats breakfast? Is it your intention to starve my people? You’re not going to eat today. This is your repercussion.”

I have no idea why they would leave their fortress to remain at the Packhouse.

Is it to torment me?

As her nail dug into my flesh, I screamed in agony. However, there was no one to help me. I was a punching bag for anybody who had a sore hand. I prepared breakfast for the pack and returned to the room I had been assigned. The stench of the building made me ill, and I was continually vomiting as a result of the crap and pee that was falling from the roof. I walked outdoors in search of a place to stay. I was starving. In my current state, I can’t believe I’m being starved. My stomach grumbled as I sat outdoors, staring at the trees. I’m not even able to weep. I wept a lot in a single day. From behind, I felt a hand touch me. When I looked around, there stood Lilian, holding a dish of her food.

“Here.”

She stated I wanted to weep but didn’t have the strength. I couldn’t look at her since she had told me the day I found out I was pregnant, and I couldn’t believe her.

“Follow me to my room so you can take a short shower after you eat.” She said.

I ate before going to her room. She was a genuinely nice lady, but the mate bond blinded me to the fact that Alex was raping me. She was kind enough to give me some clothing.

“I’ve got something for you. She presented me with a bag full of pregnancy clothing. I’m well aware of the situation. I can’t give you these garments because they’ll take them away. I want you to find a way out of this horror, Juno. You are an intelligent young woman. Alex is my brother, but a monster is a monster, regardless of whether he is my brother or not.”

My eyes blinked open. I never imagined that someone would wish to help me. She went on,

“For the time being, bear the suffering while I seek the ideal escape strategy. Okay, and keep out of trouble. You must consider the baby. He has told the hospital staff not to treat you. I will be doing your monthly check-up for you in my room. Until you make your way out of here,” I nodded. “Now go and wash the dish quickly before they notice your presence in my room.”

I smelled wonderful, and I was relieved that someone was eager to assist me. Even though I had to sleep in that filthy environment, I told myself that today was a fantastic day. Alex walked in just as I was about to fall asleep and soothed all my troubles.

“I’ll be fucking my Luna in 5 minutes,” he said, and I nodded.

Believe me, the fucking timetable I was given is not even followed. He could still request it for me at any time. I dashed inside his room and shut the door behind me. Bridget was already nude and on her knees on top of the bed, waiting for Alex to penetrate her from behind.

“Take off your t-shirt and bra and show me your tits.” I did what I was instructed. “You must keep your eyes peeled. I will punish you if I see your eyes lingering about.”

I stood there watching as my mate fucked another woman in front of me. It was agonizing to see. All I ever wanted was for the mate bond to be entirely shattered. I was exhausted. I stood there watching him fucking his now Luna and shouting my name. Not knowing how other women feel when a man fucks them while calling them by a name that belongs to someone else. Her eyes were filled with anger. Alex didn’t even call her name not even once while fucking her, but mine was.

At the very least, we both have something to be upset about, right?

When she glanced at me, I grinned as he proceeded to pound into her, chanting my name seductively. Not that I was turned on, but at the very least, she’d know she’d only be fucked at my mercy. She would not get fucked to her pleasure if I were not present. I’m not sure how.

I descended into my hell. I was ready to fall asleep when I saw Alex standing at the door.

strip!

I knew where this was headed, he remarked. I objected.

Never!

“When I say strip, you must strip down,” he said as he forced me against the wall.

“Now, strip!” I fixed my gaze on him. I didn’t even blink.

Never!

He landed a powerful kick on my ribs. I collapsed and sprawled on the floor, grunting in agony.

Strip!

I knew he wasn’t going to stop. I stripped. I had to tell myself to stay out of trouble for the sake of my baby. I stripped.

“Sit down, lean against the wall, open your legs, and turn to face me.”

I did what I was instructed. He took out a chair, sat down, unbuttoned his trousers, and began stroking his cock while staring at my pussy as if I were on television. He was preoccupied with touching himself and chanting my name. This guy was mentally ill. When he couldn’t cum, he had me finger myself. To avoid getting booted, I did what I was ordered. I could hear his groaning become more audible. He was on the verge of releasing his seed. I was jammed up against the wall as he slammed his sexual frustrations into me, forcing me to yell his name as he penetrated me. I’m not sure why, since I no longer cared about him. But when he plunged deep into me from behind, I yelled his name in pain.

Moon Goddess, please. What did I do in my previous lives to deserve such a life? Why can’t I just die? Please take me away from this place or just kill me. This is sufficient. Please, please, please rescue me from this place.

“Fuck Juno, you’re mine, baby!” As he emptied his sperm into me, I heard him exclaim that. Then he whirled me around and kissed me hungrily.

“I had no intention of fucking you. You simply can’t get out of my head. When I’m with Bridget, all I can think about is you, and I despise it.”

I mustered the last of my strength to speak, “Then reject me so you may focus only on your Luna. Please save me from this horror. Let me go, reject me because you want to be with Bridget.”

“You are mine, and I will not reject you. You’re mine.”

I saw him becoming stern once again. I cursed my stupidity. This guy is mentally ill. I turned him on whether we were arguing or simply chatting. He forced me against the wall again, this time with the intention of fucking me from behind, but then he urged me to lie down. I did what I was instructed. He slung both of my legs over his shoulder and began thrusting into me. It was a good thing he couldn’t endure even 2 minutes these days. He barked when he was finished.

“Rest.”

I was deserted in my agony.

The following morning, I did what I always do: I cooked breakfast, and when they were finished, I walked to the sink to wash the dishes and chose to make lunch on time, trying to keep out of trouble as much as possible. It was for my child. I felt a touch on my shoulder after I finished cooking. I couldn’t stop myself from laughing.

“Bridget can’t get me as hard as you can. I become tough when I look at your a$$. Now I really want to fuck my Luna. Follow me.”

I put everything I was doing aside and followed him. Thank the Goddess, I had finished making lunch. I went with Alex to his room. The door was ajar. I walked in and shut the door behind me.

Strip!

He roared, and I did.

“Face that side. Let me have a better look at your lovely ass.”

As he directed, I turned and turned my a$$ to face him. It must be hard for Bridget not to get this man hard. For you to get screwed, a slave must be summoned to stand naked. I giggled quietly to myself. Bridget’s moans could be heard. I stayed, and thank the goddess I wasn’t witnessing them fuck this time. I no longer feel the anguish of his violating our mate bond, and I’ve seen recently that it seems to hurt him a lot. I heard him telling Bridget to go take a shower while he waited to hear the water flowing. I was told not to leave the room before I was told it was fine to leave. I could feel his gaze on my fat ass. In a rage, I clench my fists. He got near and began massaging my a$$. I then felt his dick inside of me. I inhaled deeply.*

It’s all right, Juno. He’ll be done in less than two minutes. Everything will be over shortly.

I changed into my clothes and departed. I thought that tomorrow will be a better day.