My Rogue

Chapter 9: Nightmare

Warning: contains mature content and description of rape (not graphic but mentioned so if that makes you uncomfortable, skip the bold)

Mika's POV

It was dark. So dark, like I was trapped in a cave so deep underground, the light couldn't touch me. I tried to move my arms only to feel them wrapped tight to my side. I could feel the gag in my mouth when I tried to scream.

A loud slap echoed across the room and my face began to sting from the contact.

"Shut it, you little fuck," A harsh voice sounded, one I knew all too well that it sent shivers through my body. I could feel my eyes go wide in fear as another punch landed on my cheek. I felt my body hit the floor, my head smacking hard against the floorboards.

The light finally began to fade into my eyes, but I honestly wish it hadn't. I'd much rather not see his face, if at all possible. The sight was blurry but I could make out his features a mile away. Hell, they were practically burned into my memory form the hours I had spent under him.

Before me stood a tall man, the likes of which almost seemed unnatural. He had to be nearly 6'9 with a muscle mass I dare not guess. His black hair was long and tied in a bun behind his head, his grey eyes filled with pride and dominance. If it was any other person, I wouldn't hesitate to admit he was handsome, but this Alpha only sent fear into every part of my body with his presence.

"I saw him smile before another kick landed square in my stomach. My mouth was gagged, but I could still feel the blood rush through my throat, sending me into a gagging fit as it was trapped by the rag.

Alpha Diego just laughed. "Having fun Mika?" His voice was low and growly, making my skin itch as though he dragged nails across my body with his words. "C'mon now, we're just getting started."

Another series of kicks landed, one hitting my spine in such a way, the pain told me I would have been paralyzed if not for my wolf's healing ability.

Tear spilled down my face as I continued to choke on the pain.

Diego laughed. "Mika, Mika, Mika, what am I going to do with you? We've been down this road so may times, I'm starting to think you like the torture." He gripped my broken jaw tightly in his hand as he hauled my face up to meet his. "Im starting to think you're enjoying the pain. Did I raise a masochist?"

I shivered at his words. Who the fuck would enjoy this? Damn sadist, like hell I enjoy this.

The gag was ripped from my mouth, causing the blood held up in my mouth to come spilling out as I coughed up my lungs.

When I managed to get a hold of myself, my eyes rose to look into those sadistic grey ones. A smile was slashed across his face and I couldn't help but cringe at his look. Id seen it before. I knew what he wanted.

I clenched my teeth. The tears were flowing from my eyes, I couldn't stop them. Everything hurt and I could tell my body was working overtime just to try and keep up with all the wounds.

"C'mon Mika, smile for me. Show me that pretty face I love so much,"

He had hardly finished his sentence when blood and saliva flew from my mouth, covering his face.

Shock littered his expression for a moment before a heartless huff fell from his lips. He dropped me to the ground, a pained cry escaping my lips as he did so. I looked up to see him slowly wiping the blood from his face, his mouth opened in a smile that dripped with anger.