Chapter 2

Tugging. The tugging of my body made my mind spin.

What was happening?

As soon as I forced my eyes open, my heart nearly leapt out of my chest in horror: Karl was hovering over me half-naked with a lustful smile. What was he doing to me?

Then I realized where I was...on my bed, and my clothes were almost gone.

Ahhhh!!! I let out a scream of absolute horror, but he quickly grabbed me and covered my mouth with his hand so I couldn't utter a sound again.

"Um....!!!!! I pleaded with my eyes, but to no avail.

He pulled me close to him and whispered, Don't look at me like you're stupid, Evelyn. I mean, I know you're a little dense, but you and I both know you love me..."""

I frantically shook my head, but that wasn't enough to change his mind.

My eyes filled with tears as he looked at me greedily.

Carl held me down with his knees and his hands began to touch every inch of my body. I tried to scream and struggled against him, but it was no use. Tears were falling from my eyes as I struggled.

Wow, Evelyn. You've grown up pretty good, haven't you?

Nothing but disgust filled me.

As his mouth descended, trying to capture my nearly bare chest, I heard Grace's heels coming down the hall.

Carl? She called, and for once, I had never been so glad to hear her voice in my life.

Carl let go long enough for me to use all my weight to get out from under him. I grabbed the only clothes I could see on the bed and ran to the bathroom as Carl's laughing voice could be heard behind me.

Closing the door, I tried to control my tears and my breathing. I had to stop hyperventilating or I was going to make myself sick.

I heard my bedroom door open and Grace walked in.

What's taking you so long? Grace yelled.

I'm just having fun. Carl replied.

Where are your fucking clothes, Carl? Grace's voice said angrily before she started banging on the bathroom door.

How dare you seduce my son, bitch! You're nothing but a fucking whore. I can't believe I tolerated your existence.

How could he think I was trying to seduce him?

Inside the bathroom, I couldn't stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks as I crawled on hands and knees toward the shower. The hot water cascading over my body was a welcome release, and I made sure it was hot enough to redden my skin. and I was desperate to get rid of the feeling that Carl had touched my skin. I didn't want any trace of Carl's hands on my body.

I tried not to make a sound as I wiped myself clean and as quickly as I could.

Please make him go away, I thought. I need him to go away.

Until today, Carl had not been able to do anything sexually aggressive to me, thanks to the goddess Luna. His mother had kept a close eye on him. After all, I was too valuable to her. I was a meal ticket waiting to be sold.

And now, they'd found the perfect buyer - Bloodmoon's Alpha assassin.

Tears ran until there were no more.

Outside, their argument continued.

Are you kidding me! Grace raised her voice so I could hear her with the shower water running. "Stop fucking with this bitch, Carl. Our distinguished guest is already here, and we can't keep him waiting. Honestly Carl, I don't know why you have so much interest in this thing."

Carl replied, "Mother, why don't you go find something to entertain yourself with and stop worrying about what I do? I'll do whatever I want with it."

Then feel free to explain to Beta Eric why you're late!

Grace obviously knew exactly how to handle her son. This time Carl, didn't say anything. At least, not something she could hear through the bathroom door.

I knew Carl didn't care what his mother, or even my father, had to say. He had no respect for anyone. It was shocking to me that even a monster like him wouldn't dare disobey the Bloodmoon Alpha.

Hurry up. sneered Grace before I heard the bedroom door close again.

Turning off the hot water, I heard Carl tapping on the other side of the door.

You've been lucky, Evelyn. That luck will run out eventually, though.

I quickly pulled my clothes over my head, zipped up my back and fixed my hair as best I could.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm my shaking hands. Hopefully, Grace hadn't gone too far.

Please don't let her touch me again. Please let the goddess help me.

When I opened, Carl's greedy eyes roamed my body. Now that I knew what he wanted from me, I couldn't imagine spending another minute with him alone.

Before I could walk past him, Carl grabbed me by the jaw and pulled me inches away from his lips. I groaned at the thought of what he was thinking.

When the Blood Moon Alpha is done with you, you will be mine. I'll make you beg me to let you free yourself, little sister.....

I was so disgusted that I wasn't able to say a word.

Look at you, Evelyn! He said as his hand led me into the bathroom by my neck and forced me to look at my reflection in the mirror.

Only then was I able to recognize the beautiful white dress I was wearing.

The strapless design exposed my silky shoulders, upon which my auburn hair rested. The elegantly embroidered bodice flattered my petite figure. The embellished diamonds sparkled in the dim light of the room, and the flowing chiffon skirt draped gracefully over my slender legs.

I loved everything about this dress.

How could I not? It was a gift from my dear mother, the only thing I had left of hers.

My mother prepared this beautiful dress for my coming of age ceremony, for when I would meet my partner. When my father tried to sell it a few years ago, I begged and pleaded with him to let me keep it. I knew it would infuriate him, but I had to. I was able to keep it, but not without the most violent beating of my life.

Mother, I miss you more than anything.....

As the daughter of an Alpha, I was supposed to be respected, loved and cherished. I would have been pampered and treated like a princess, and one day, when I came of age, I would meet my mate in this dress, and he would see me as the most beautiful girl in his world.

Maybe my partner would be another Alpha who would declare me as his Moon. That would be something any parent would be proud to announce: their little princess becoming the queen she was always meant to be.

But here I was, the lowest of the low, not even worth caring for.

In the reflection, I could see the red marks around my neck. My skin was bruised and scarred from years of abuse. My crystal blue eyes were slightly red from crying. I looked like me.... and yet I was not.

All I saw was a pitiful girl in the mirror.

Why did this have to happen to me, what have I done to deserve to be treated like this?

Finally, I was able to put on this beautiful dress. But it wasn't to meet my date.

It was to greet my new master, a ruthless stranger and a dangerous man.