Chapter 24

Eve was ruthlessly thrown into a large auditorium, crashing onto the ground with a loud thud. The impact was so forceful that he cried out in pain, his trembling eyes meeting a swarm of people laughing and leering at him. They resembled hunters who had just spotted their prey.

Almost half of the population was present, each person wearing a red badge, indicating that the upcoming show would be intense.

But for Eve, it was a terrifying sight. He anxiously scanned the room, feeling the unsettling gazes of the horny paratsites around him. His severe anxiety worsened, and he cursed his own weakness.

He tried to convince himself that if he continued to act like prey, others would treat him like a little whining prey, the predators are attractive towards. In Sunford, it didn't matter if you were small like a mouse or large like a wolf. Preys could be cute and beautiful to some, disgusting and ugly to others, but they still look very attractive to their hunters.

As long as you displayed the characteristics of a prey animal, you would be targeted by the cruellest hunters.

And that's exactly what was happening to Eve.

"Hey, check this out, this dude has prettier hands than girls," a guy approached with a nasty smile, squatting down and grabbing Eve's hand which was incredibly soft. He eyed Eve with his creepy eyes that wanted nothing but to do disgusting things to him.

"His skin is so smooth, are you a girl?" another person chimed in, trying his luck by letting his shameless hands wander all over Eve's body. Eve felt a temporary paralysis, his mind and body frozen in shock.

"Let's strip him and check," another voice joined in.

"He's indeed very pretty," and the line of intruders kept growing. "It's pathetic, he's not man enough."

"Keep your filthy hands off me!" Unexpectedly, Eve yelled out and forcefully yanked himself away from those predatory and humiliating hands. He felt a crawling sensation on his skin, feeling dirty like never before.

He wanted to cry, to run away and hide where no one could find him, touch him, or remind him of the traumatic memories flooding his mind. Trembling, he refused to beg them any longer.

"Aww, little kitty got some claws," the first guy mocked, and his delinquent friends burst into laughter. Eve recognized him from a previous incident in the cafeteria, when Sage had punched him. Was this revenge, he wondered.

"Don't scare the boy, guys. He already looks like he's about to pass out from fear," a commanding voice interrupted their laughter as their boss approached. He knelt in front of Eve, examining him from head to toe. "So, this mouse-like creature is supposed to be Luna?"

"Yes, boss. Funny, isn't it?" one of them replied.

"Do you know where you stand?" The boss violently clenched Eve's hair, forcing him to look at the group of guys who wore seductive looks and playful smiles. "Among the top whores in Sunford. You should join them. With your traits, you could be Sunford's best slut, right boys?"

"Damn right, I can't wait to have my turn with him," the first guy laughed, while Eve shut his eyes, enduring the pain in his head.

"Stay away from me!" Eve pushed the boss away with unexpected strength. The boss, named Marco, fell on his backside, and snickers erupted from the crowd. It was pretty humiliating for the boss.

"You little whore, how dare you push me!" Marco seethed with anger.

Eve was already stumbling, and Marco charged at him, delivering a series of punches to his face. Eve's cheeks turned red and bruised, stinging like boiling water. With each blow, his vision blurred, and he eventually almost lost consciousness. But Marco, consumed by madness, continued his assault, swinging his fists blindly with all his might.

"Marco! Marco! Marco!" The cheering was loud enough to be heard from two corridors away but couldn't seem to be reaching Eve's ringing ears.

He didn't get time to even catch his breath and curled on the floor, but that didn't stop Marco.

He scrambled Eve's hand under his feet, while kicking in the chest and stomach with his other leg. Eve cried, and screamed but took his torture alone. His lungs burned from lack of air but all he could do was puke blood. His eyes landed on Eve's batch and he gritted his jaw.

He tore Eve's batch and threw it on the floor.

Eve's mind was completely blank as he didn't even feel when all of his clothes were brutally torn away from his skin, exposing his delicate features for the world to see, and became more thirsty to have their way with him until he was dead.

"Pants too!"

"Underwear! Underwear!" And just like every ounce of cloth that was protecting his dignity was removed.

But his tormentor wasn't satisfied by any means, he stared down at the viciously trembling body and smirked.

"Bat?" He asked, which dampened some applause. Everyone looked at Marco, wondering if he was serious about killing the boy because it would mean starting a war against Alpha. Why? Because Luna belongs to Alpha, and the king is the only person who has the authority and power to eliminate his Luna.

Oh, but was Marco serious? Everyone exchanged glances.

They got an answer when someone handed him his bat and he charged at Eve's half-dead body once more. He swung the bat on Eve's head, causing his skull to roar with pain and dizziness, and he passed out. But the insane maniac only braced himself and began swinging in a blind fury, both hands going with all the power he could muster.

He bent and spat at the barely responding Eve, huffing like a madman. None of the Sunford's wannabe made a noise.

"You think you have a black batch so you will become the ruler just like that," he grunted, looking at Eve's naked and wet body, covered with the red. "Pft! He already fell asleep. Everything's ready?"

"Yes boss," a guy yelled, a bucket in his hands. "Fresh water from the toilet as you asked."

"All right, let's wake him up," he grabbed Eve's hair again and dragged his poor body, the students cheered as they eagerly awaited their turn to have their hands on his fragile features, which were still looking tempting with the pool of blood on it, and it was enough to make them hard.

Marco immersed his face in the bucket, gasping for air as he futilely reached out with his hands, trying to free himself. Unfortunately, his bully mercilessly increased the pressure, causing him to thrash uncontrollably.

"Die! Fucking die! Don't cry, I'm giving you Sunford's easiest death! So you should brace yourself!"

Someone suddenly grabbed Marco's hair and yanked him away from Eve, who was coughing non stop while trying to get his head out of the filthy water. Marco didn't last long after taking a powerful blow to the stomach and landing on his face.

Though, he quickly gets up and faces an unbearably angry River with the same insanity.

"Eve?!" Sage ran to him, gasping at his state.

"Stop him?" Marco yelled as his minions were quick to hold Sage back. Who fought with his full strength but still he was one against four. "Fucking let me go you wrinkly dicks?!"

"Are you speaking up for him? You know damn well that everyone here survives solely on their own faith," Marco pointed at Eve, who was wrapping his hands around his body, trying to hide and thinking it would be better to die than be in this situation. River's face shook as he saw red.

"Yes, I am," he said in a low voice that made most of them shiver, as he was ready to pounce on Marco again, but he knew it was not his place to kill him. "Everyone knows he's under my protection, so how dare you touch him?!"

Marco narrowed his eyes and laughed, but what followed after that laugh was a broken cough and blood, as the result of River's earlier punch.

"First that sissy and now this slutty boy toy. You're collecting your little boys left and right, don't you? When you damn well know that it's against the rules. So if you can break the rules, don't expect everyone else to follow them," he spat, wiping his mouth.

River clenched his fist, resisting the urge to strangle this dried shit in front of him. "You're overlooking the fact that he's Alpha's roommate and belongs to him. He's Luna and has a black batch. You openly challenged the king by messing with the poor kid."

"How so? He didn't prove himself, and Alpha wasn't doing something to eliminate or test him in order to prove his worth as a Luna. So it is our responsibility to put him to the test, which he failed," Marco argued, and the whispers began to agree with him.

"You're forgetting that the rules doesn't apply to Alpha. So whether Alpha tests him or not is entirely up to him, not you. And if you've got the guts, go fucking fight him," River rolled his eyes.

"Why not? That is unfair, and everyone agrees on it. Why should Alpha be exempt from the rules?" Marco asked all the guys, and they paused for a moment before deciding whether they should go against their Alpha.

"Because he is the one who makes the rules. So they don't apply to him, you dumb fuck," River raged.

"Then they must be changed. He should also have some constraints and morals, or he should resign from his position if he cannot handle it," everyone was taken aback by his words. "We can't wait for him to murder us one by one every month."

He is correct, and over time, everyone's opinion began to shift to his side, which was his agenda from the start: making everyone oppose Alpha.

"Please don't make us laugh. You didn't mind having a slave because you're from the red batch. So, where did your morals go at that time? You don't seem to have a problem with any of the issues you mentioned when you pick on anyone at any time of the year when you're only allowed to have one prey per year, or when you hit yellow batches without mercy. But when the same things you do to others happen to you, you suddenly have problems with it and remember the morals," Sage fumed as he struggled hard. "Everyone knows you wanted Alpha's position so you could rule the school, so stop acting like a saint right now. And don't think you've won because you got all these rat bastards on your side."

Marco glared at him and asked River, "You permitted him to speak whenever he wants? Don't tell me you think of him more than a useless pet. He's nothing but a useless slave-"

River slapped him across the face, stinging both his face and his pride. The slap was intended to convey to him that no one could speak ill about his Ziggy.

He turned to face the guys who had captured Sage, and they all began to tremble in fear. They quickly let Sage go when River began to walk towards them. Sage didn't waste time and joined River's side.

But not before flipping to them all.

Marco yelled as he looked at his useless minions with fingers imprinted on his face. "What the fuck are you afraid of?! He's all alone! You'll have no trouble taking this jerk down!

Suddenly, there was a loud BANG! in the air that silenced everyone.