Chapter Twelve

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Alec hadn't come back down to the basement since that fateful night, and it hadn't taken the two full days to heal, it had taken a bit longer since Ara had refused to eat for some time but that still didn't stop her from fighting on.


And as the days came and went Ara's eighteenth birthday was growing closer and closer until it had finally come. As much as she wanted to escape before then, she still hadn't been one hundred percent just yet but with each passing day, she became stronger.

That morning Ara awoke with an unfamiliar feeling coursing through her, she felt as if her body had been set on fire from with inside of her leaving no place unscorched. Dressing, she left the basement as she usually did when she had to begin her daily routine.


She stepped into the kitchen and began to prepare breakfast, she had just tossed a couple of sausages into the pan when everything around her began to feel intense to the touch, the sensation and smells became so strong and unreal that the heat within her became even hotter if it was even possible and by how she was feeling right now, it was very possible.



She had been hunched over the bucket of water for the dishes when one of the younger males from the pack stepped into the kitchen for a reason unknown to her. The moment the young male stepped through those doors his nose was hit with the most intoxicating scent that could ever fill his senses; a she-wolf in heat...



The longer he stayed the more her heated scent bulldozed through him causing his breath to become heavy and ragged. His deep amber eyes scanned the room for the culprit and once they fell on Ara it was all over now. He slowly made his way over to her, his hands reaching out and running down her arms, caressing each and every inch of her soft silky skin.



He swallowed hard as he began to press his body against her from behind, his body instantly melting into hers with each passing second. Ara's head fell back against his chest as she let out a soft moan when his hands began to roam her body through the rough fabric of the burlap. Hearing the soft sound of her heat leave her lips, his growing erection was made immanent as he pressed himself into her backside even further allowing her to feel him growing underneath the leather of his pants.

A growl escaped the male's lips as his hands continued to roam her body, in turn, sending chills of excitement up and down Ara's body. He forcefully bent her over the small table where she held a few utensils and pushed up the fabric of clothing exposing her, the scent growing even stronger as he parted her legs and positioned himself between them.



The two had been solely focused on the heat and excitement that nothing seemed to affect them until the Alpha stepped into the room, his loud booming voice shaking the male out of his heat drunken stupor.


"What is the meaning of this!?" The alpha's eyes looked to Ara with such disgust and anger that he was on her within seconds.



The male looked to his Alpha with wide eyes.

"Sir, it has begun... The girl, she is in heat..."

The male had to resist the urge to move towards her again and claim her. The alpha looked to him then back to Ara who just stood there fidgeting, her hands clutching the table till her knuckles turned white. The alpha looked back to the male.



"Keep Alec away from her at all costs. He cannot be allowed to touch this... this thing!"




He then turned back to Ara who was still fidgeting and squirming against her clothing, the heat in her driving her to an unstable movement; he chuckled seeing the girl writhing in agony.


"Your heat is strong little one... Even I am almost shaken by it. Unfortunately for you, no one will scratch that itch that you oh so desperately want gone. You will suffer with it and just when you're about to burst, I will be the one to savor your flesh and claim you."



Grabbing her by the arm in his tight grip he began to drag her out of the kitchen and back towards the basement, as she passed each room each member of the pack that was male all turned in her direction, their eyes glazing over with hunger and not just any hunger, but the hunger to take her as theirs, to claim the soft sensitive flesh between her legs.



They all watched hungrily as the alpha pulled her along, their minds filling with a lustful haze as her scent filled them to the brink leaving no mind clear in its wake.

Once they reached the basement he roughly pushed her into it and slammed the door shut, locking it behind her to make sure no one would go in. Ara sighed finding it no use to beg and cry to be let out, she knew he would never listen. And so, there she went, down the stairs, she moved over to her bed and laid down, curling up and closing her eyes only to no avail.




The heat coursing within her body making everything uncomfortable and overly sensitive to the touch. She moved her hands along her body as she moved about in her bed, she had never felt such a thing in her life, everything felt as if it had been heightened tenfold, smells, touch, everything seemed to be amplified by this unknowing thing happening to her and only her.



For as long as she could remember, she had never gotten sick but this, she knew that this was not some ordinary sickness, it was different, very different. She noticed how not only had it affected her, but it seemed to only affect the males in the house. She shook her head as she replayed the moments leading up to the alpha coming into the kitchen, how she had been so ready and willing to allow the male an invitation to violate her body.


Why hadn't she pushed him away? Why couldn't she push him away? And why did she want so much for it to happen?




Excitement moved through her body as she remembered how it felt to have his hands roaming her body, touching her in a way that she had never been touched before. Wave after wave of heat coursed through her sending it through the floorboards of the cabin making every male in the house cringe and shift in their places as each of them felt the need to rush into that room and take her with or without her consent.

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