CHAPTER 11

I had little strength left to fight as I saw stars, the blackness was consuming me. The hurt, the Everyone has betrayed me. I cried helplessly, using all my strength to move out of the way and trying to dodge his canines, but I failed and I felt his teeth plunge where my shoulder met my neck. I wailed and gasped, there was no pleasure like they said, only pain, pain took place where there should have been the pleasure, but there was none. The tears were streaming down fast as I felt his stay there, my wolf trying to surge out of me as he marked me. I was in pain, my body shook with it, the pain on my arm was still there, my neck was in pain and my head was spinning. I had little strength left to fight as I saw stars, the blackness was consuming me. The hurt, the betrayal, the mark, it was all swimming in my head before I blacked out, only to see pale blue eyes stare at me with the little emotion they had. Crescent was howling at me to get back up, her cries and whimpers were all I heard as black abyss just took my surroundings. She and I could hear faint mutters of voices, but our eyes would never open. I didn't know how many days I was left in this world, nothing other than my wolf to comfort me and the thoughts in my head that kept repeating the same word. Betrayal I never heard a situation where someone marked their mate forcefully, and I might as well have been the first one to be in the situation. Not only was it a sin to mark your mate forcefully, but it meant that the person who did had a lack of self-control and would reflect badly on the people associated with that particular wolf. Seeing that my mate was an Alpha and marked me forcefully, it would reflect badly on his pack and his family. It would bring shame to the pack unless I forgave him and marked him afterwards, but I would never forgive him. Being marked kinda meant they took your virginity away in a different situation. Marking your mate is meant to be sacred and gave you abilities that only you and your mate can use between each other, such as healing one another. Other abilities are that you can mind-link even if you are not part of each others pack, as well as hear you mates thoughts and feel their feelings and fight stronger when you are together. That's why so many wolves wanted to mate or marked early to gain that type of strength only your mate can bring you. You would usually mark your mate when you have your first heat, as it was a special time to bring pups to the world as well as show how much control you have over your wolf. When a she-wolf goes into their heat, it sparked arousal and the most delicious smell for all male werewolves to smell, making them be filled with lust and the urge to mate with that female, whether mateless or not. However, only the unmated and it would cause a huge riot if that she-wolf's mate did not mate with her. During the heat, your body would prepare for a pup or more, and if your mate does not satisfy your wolf and your needs, meaning not make love or mate, then you lose that chance for a pup until your next heat comes. I don't know when I'll get my first heat, but I'm terrified that my mate would have no self-control and forcefully take me as he did today, or the day he did. I don't want to bear pups at this age, I want to explore before pups bring me down, I prayed to the Moon Goddess that my heat won't come now, but in several years or after I explored the world. But now, I don't think I'll get that chance anymore, the Alpha has claimed its mate and once you're mated, there's no going back and your life may technically be over. My WOlf was snarlng, she was furlOus. She did not like how her mate marked us forcefully, and now there's no respect for him, all hope for him was thrown out the window. I hated Alphas, I hated how they wanted to see the submission, they wanted power and if they see something that is not worthy, they instantly take it, and if they want something, they'll get it, no mercy and no say it what-so-ever. We are the Alphas mate, and now we're an object to him, we canno escape, whether we like it or not. As for waking up from this nightmare, we cannot wake up. My wolf wanted to wake up and stretch her legs and she begged and pleaded for me to at least bring my eyes to an open. But I couldn't, I wanted to move desperately, I wanted to slap the Alpha and make him feel the same pain I felt when he marked me, my wolf wanted blood, she wanted his blood. Within moments later, Ifelt my arm twitch slightly, the feeling in both my arms coming back to me as the rage bubbled up within me. My body was responding to the hatred of the Alpha male, causing my blood to pump faster and my body regaining a little strength. My body and mind wanted to make the Alpha suffer and together we try to wake up from my coma-like state. My hearing was coming back to me as I heard frantic cries of someone, the sound of people rushing closer to me entered my ears and someone's hand wrapped ever so delicately around mine, whispering me to wake-up, telling me to open my eyes and even though I didn't see them, I knew who it was. The angered bubbled at a scary rate, blood rushing to every part of my body as I retold myself to wake up. My body was alight with anger and the temptation to hit something, or particularly, someone and the more that someone spoke to me, the more my anger was reaching its peak. Wake up, Irene! Wake up!