The Alpha's Queen

Chapter 28: Asserting Dominance

TW: SA and Violence

Devany

"Get off me," I growled, trying to wrench free from his grasp.

He squeezed harder as he straddled me, digging his knees into the soft ground on either side of me. Instinct shouted at me to buck up to try to dislodge him, but I knew men like Jac. That would only excite him more.

His free hand worked at the button on his pants. "I was starting to think I wouldn't find you tonight, or that someone else had already gotten to you despite the warnings I gave everyone.You belong to me."

"I don't belong to anyone."

His skin peeled off under my nails as I tore into the hand holding my face. Instincts be damned. I couldn't just allow him to do this to me. I couldn't–

Stars flashed in my vision as his fist collided with my jaw. If I hadn't already been laying on the ground, I would have fallen. He struck me again. For good measure, I supposed. Blood flooded my mouth as my teeth tore into the tip of my tongue. It dripped down my throat, gagging me and making me nauseated. Hot tears trickled down my cheeks as my head lolled around, my vision blurred.

Was this it? All this effort for it to end this way? I wasn't even wearing the damned necklace anymore, but it didn't seem to make a difference to Jac. Some Alpha I was. The wolf within me hadn't stirred. My ears pricked at the sound of a zipper. Not his. Mine. My heart lurched in my chest as the world snapped back into sharp focus.

I dug my fingers into the earth, nearly sobbing out loud when they curled around a decent sized stone. Jac paid me no attention, too focused on dragging my pants down my legs. Cold air rushed over my legs. Unwelcome as it might be, it helped to clear my head a little more, and I waited patiently as he ran his hands up my legs, stopping when he reached my underwear.

"If you weren't such a bitch, I might have made this good for you," he said, fingers inching under the elastic band. "Instead, I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll taste me in the back of your throat and ruin you for any other man."

My face already hurt less than before, and I could tell the cut on my cheek was no longer bleeding. That was one good thing about being a werewolf, but I still wasn't strong enough to sit up to hit him. I needed him closer.

"I'd rather die."

As I'd hoped, Jac couldn't resist the bait. Hands going around my throat, he leaned in close enough that I could feel his hot breath wash over my face. His erection pressed into my stomach.

"You don't think I wouldn't fuck your corpse? I do it, and I pray your soul would stick around long enough to watch us defile you. When I finished, I'd pass you around like we do with every whore."

Gods, I wanted to hit him now, but he was too close. I would risk injuring myself or not getting enough momentum to do damage. Every word he spoke drove into me like a knife, and finally, something inside of me shifted. Like a lock breaking off a cage.

"But that fate is too good for you. I can see your pretty face is already healing, which is pretty impressive for an Omega. Usually only Alphas heal that fast, but you'll need it. I'm going to push you to the edge again and again, every night for the rest of your miserable life. You will exist only to be fucked, beaten, and carry my pups. Every breath I let you draw will be a punishment for daring to think you could speak to an Alpha the way you have."

He sat upright, his full weight bearing down on me. Lust and rage brightened his eyes, and he grabbed the front of my shirt, ripping it away. The lace of one of my bra cups tore, and he grabbed the exposed nipple, twisting until I screamed.