Chapter2.

My blood ran cold as I tried to cover my breasts with my arms.

I looked at the three men staring at me lustfully.

I swallowed hard; my heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to explode.

Dany was still holding Daiane, who looked horrified by what was happening.

"Dany, let me go! What are you doing?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Daiane still didn't understand, but I did.

"I told you there would be a party here in the clearing, you stupid orphan. You're not leaving until my friends and I get tired of you!" he growled, gripping her face tightly. The she-wolf was already crying, and I felt a terrible hatred. I looked around quickly and found a piece of wood that might come in handy.

Caio was the first to advance toward me. I ducked down, picked up the wood, and hit him in the face with all my strength. He fell to his knees, his right eye swollen shut. I didn't have time to feel relieved, though, because Caio moved so fast that I couldn't keep up. He threw himself on top of me, his heavy body crushing mine, and ripped my improvised weapon from my hands.

"You like to fight, you bitch?" he growled in my face. I heard Daiane's screams.

I struggled against him, fighting with all my strength while he rubbed himself against me and laughed.

"I told you it was easy to bring them here.

They're orphans craving attention!" Dany laughed scornfully.

I continued to fight Caio until I saw Paul get up.

Blood covered his eyebrow, and he had a furious expression on his face.

"Get off her!

I want to be first!" he yelled.

By this point, Daiane was already screaming and crying.

Dany held her and forced her to stay on his lap.

"Make them stop! Please! Make them stop!" she screamed, crying inconsolably.

Caio got off of me and I tried to run, but Paul overpowered me immediately.

He turned me onto my back, lifted my skirt, and positioned himself on top of me.

His erection pressed against my buttocks as I struggled against him.

He put one hand on my head, pushing my face sideways into the grass. I felt everything around me slow down and turn gray as if everything were simply losing its color. I could hear the frantic beating of my own heart as my body began to stop protesting.

Even though my mind wasn't ready, Paul pressed his full weight onto me, making it difficult to breathe properly. His big, strong hand pressing my face into the grass didn't help.

At that moment, my body seemed to freeze, and my limbs were completely immobilized.

I felt his erection pressing against me from behind, and I felt his face bend down to my left ear.

"You like that, you bitch? I know you like feeling me like this against you."

Disgusted by his voice, an almost intoxicating hatred consumed me.

I was going to be raped by those disgusting men who saw me as trash, and nothing would ever be done about it.

As a rejected orphan, there would be no father to avenge me by killing them. In fact, the authorities wouldn't even make much effort to punish them because I was nobody. If I told anyone, I would only tarnish my own image.

I would be asked, "Why did you run away in the middle of the night to meet up with men?" They would claim it was consensual, of course. I closed my eyes, trying to disconnect myself from what was happening. I struggled not to feel or hear anything until a low, sinister growl made my eyes widen.

Paul loosened his grip on my arms and head, allowing me to lift my face slightly and look in the direction of the sound.

Apparently, it had not been my imagination.

From the shadows of the forest emerged a giant black wolf, its eyes a deep, dense red and its fangs white and sharp.

Paul quickly got off me and fell back in fear, and Caio retreated, equally frightened.

I could hear Dany shouting at the wolf to back off, but it continued to advance, its eyes thirsting for blood.

I knew it would kill us all because it was the black wolf—the same one that had slaughtered its own pack:

Marius Blaine.