New Moon Rising

Growing up in Dark Moon was a struggle for me not because i was only half werewolf but because i was also half witch. Everyone hated me, stayed away from me, or pitied me. It was something i didn't need. So when i got out i was happy. I promised myself i would never go back. I wouldn't let anyone else make me feel like i was less than trash anymore. My freedom didn't last as long as i hoped though

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12. Just another incident

The more I thought about it the more I knew Liam was right. If I tried calling he wouldn't answer and even if he did, he would just yell at me and hang up. So that's how I found myself in julianne's car heading towards James' fathers pack. I talked myself into going and had Julianne take me before I could change my mind and back out. Julianne was doing nothing to calm my nerves though every five minutes she was asking if I was ok or not. I looked at the clock on the dashboard time for her to start asking me again.

"If this is too much stress on you we can go back?"

"It'll be to much stress on me if I don't tell him, I don't want him finding out from anyone else but me."

"Okay." She said dropping the subject hopefully for good.

As we neared daybreak territory my nerves started to get the better of me. I hadn't been here sense I was little and my father was acting like some semblance of a father. Even then the memories of being here weren't pleasant. I never liked James' father he was power hungry only concerned about gaining more territory instead of how his people were doing. James' brother was just the same thinking he could have anything and anyone he wanted just because alpha blood ran through him. He thought he could have me and I was naive and fell for his fake friendliness. I was nine then and I swore after that I would never let anyone get close.

"So you're dark moons next alpha, well what's your name?" A boys voice said next to me.

He wore a crisp white dress shirt rolled at the elbow and a pair of dark skinny jeans that his hands were shoved into.

"Jocelyn." I said timidly.

He was the first person to speak to me like I wasn't a freak."He's not to be trusted" my wolf said, but I ignored her.

"For an alpha you sure have a weak voice. You're gonna lead hundreds one day, do you think they'll listen to someone with such a wimpy voice. No, you take what you want when you want."

To prove his point he took the cookies his mom brought out for me and shoved them in his mouth, drinking the milk afterwards. I didn't think it was very nice at all, but at least he wasn't calling me names.

"My father said being an alpha was a responsibility and that you put the needs of the pack before your own. Not taking what you want when you want. Respect, understanding, and leadership that's what he says to me all the time."

"Well your fathers wrong." He said defiantly.

"Lets agree to disagree."

"Do you want to do something fun?"

"Yes. With you no."

A flash of anger crossed his face but he quickly masked it, he was probably accustomed to getting what he wanted.

"Come on it'll be fun." He said grabbing my hand not giving me a chance to answer.

He pulled me to another room, it looked like someones bedroom. There was a computer desk in the corner , a flat screen tv mounted to the wall a mahogany king sized bed in the middle of the room. A door closing behind me snapped me from my thoughts.

"Do you like? This is my room." He said leaning against the door.

"This is fun how?" I asked annoyed.

"So my name is Luke in case you were wondering. The alphas second son. Do you usually just wander off with people you don't know?"

"What?" I asked a little bit stumped.

First he steals my cookies and now he's accusing me of being a dimwit. I mean he's the one that dragged me off with him, I clearly remember rejecting him.

"Come on you let me pull you out of the sitting room a little to easily, and you didn't even know my name."

I didn't like the change in his demeanor or the mischievous glint that had suddenly appeared in his eyes. He sound like he was trying to accuse me of something of what I didn't know.

"Fine you're right I'm leaving." I said bolder than I actually felt.

I made a move for the door but he held out his hand in a stopping motion. I heard the tell tell signs of a door locking I took a sharp intake of breath. What was going on here, I wanted to leave. I wanted my father to be done with his meeting and for him to come find me to take me home.

"No no, you're already here stay a while. I promised we'd have fun, so that's what I'm going to do. Have fun."

He grabbed the front of my blue dress and pulled me closer to him. My body decided to completely freeze up, so he was just holding me like a rag doll.

"Luke wh-what are you doing?" I asked stuttering.

"Something fun."

He brought his lips down to mine and kissed me roughly. I lifted my arms up and started smacking him anywhere that was reachable. Which was mostly his head. Tiring of my assault to his face he threw me on ground, where I landed awkwardly on my right arm. Tears stung the back of my eyes as I clutched my arm. My dress rose up my thighs, I deeply regretted wearing it. He walked toward me I watched as he lifted his hand, and felt it connect with my face. The tears in my eyes spilled over, I sniffled wondering what I had done to deserve this.

"What's the matter not enjoying yourself?"

His once sweet innocent face was nowhere to be seen. He pulled me up by the ponytail in my hair and shoved me on the bed.

"Wh-Why are you doing this?" I sobbed not bothering to hide the tears anymore.

I backed up on the bed until my back hit the headboard. He climbed up on the bed and sat back on his legs staring emotionless at me. He reached out and ran a finger up and down my arm. He began pulling up my dress with his other hand.

"Someone help me. Please someone help me."

He smiled darkly at me. "I like it when they scream."

He yanked my dress over my head breaking the buttons on front, he tossed it to the side. He assaulted my mouth once more with his. I began hitting him again my small fist connecting with his chest doing nothing to stop him. My body stilled when his slender fingers reached inside my underwear. A gut wrenching sob wracked my body, why was no one ever here to help me. There was a knock at the door that stilled his hand inside my panties, I silently hoped it would get him off me.

"What I'm busy?" He said bringing his finger to his mouth telling me to be quiet.

"Mom wants to know where the girl is. Have you seen her?"

He smiled down at me before answering "No I've been in my room the whole time.

The door handle jiggled "Luke why is your door locked? She's in there with you isn't she? Open the damn door." The male voice said banging on the door.

He sighed before sliding his hand from my panties and going to open the door. I pulled my knees to my chest as fresh tears rolled from my eyes and landed on my thighs.

"You idiot. What is your problem?"

"I see things I want and I take them. Same as father."

I heard feet crossing the floor stopping right beside me, felt my dress being slipped over my head. I sat up to finish clothing myself I kept my eyes on the bed not wanting to make eye contact with the person who saved me from something I don't want to imagine.

"No you went to far this time. You need help."

He pulled me off the bed by my sore arm and I flinched as pain shot through it. I quickly snatched my arm from him and cradled it to my chest.

"We'll meet again." I heard him say as I was led out the room by the unnamed male.

"I'm truly sorry about my brother, I don't know whats wrong with him. I can promise you this, it won't happen again."

He stopped in front of the room where I was sitting before and turned me around.

"Can we keep this incident between us?"

I looked him in the eye, but didn't say anything. I went in the room and closed the door behind me. There on the table sat more cookies and a glass milk. I swiped both on the floor, the glass shattered. I picked up one of the broken pieces an ran it across my wrist. I watched the blood rise from my wrist and slide into my palm. It wasn't much the wound had already begun to heal itself. Was I always going to be an incident and if I was could the pain heal as fast as the cut leaving my without any scars. The only thing I remembered after that is my dad leading us back to the car. Months later he came and started training to be my fathers alpha.

A hand touched my shoulder breaking me from my thoughts. I looked over to see Julianne staring at me intently.

"We're here."

I looked out the window to see that she was correct. I let out a sigh "Its now or never." I said opening the door.

 

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