Chapter 4 Attacked by Rogues in the Woods

Giselle's POV

When I learned that I was in the Blood Rose Pack and the man in front of me was Steven, I realized I was brought here as Samantha's proxy.

The poor bride of the cursed rogue.

"S-Steven? You mean... you are the CURSED ROGUE!"

After shouting this, I looked at the tall man with black hair, tanned skin, and sharp eyes. He was handsome, but that would not stop me from feeling frightened by his presence.

Rumors said that whoever spends time with Rogue Steven will die!

I was about to beg him to let me go, as I didn't want to die yet. However, I stopped saying anything when I noticed his expression. He looked hurt by my words.

'Is there a reason for me to feel guilty for a monster like him?'

"Who are you? You're not my mate," he said with his deep voice.

Terror coursed like black venom through my veins, and my quivering frame betrayed my dread. Would he end my life now that he knew I wasn't his destined mate?

Grrr!

Suddenly, we heard growls outside of the cabin.

Reacting quickly, Steven unsheathed his blade. "Stay here, and don't ever come out!" he warned.

Without so much as a glance in my direction, Steven sprang into action, leaping through the nearest window and disappearing into the darkness beyond.

Finally, I saw a chance to escape!

As Steven disappeared from my vision, I hastily escaped and found myself sprinting through the dense, shadowy forest.

'Quick! Run as fast as you can!' my wolf, Fatima, said.

The air was thick with moisture, making it difficult to breathe, and the darkness only added to the sense of foreboding that hung over me like a shroud.

"Haa... Haa..."

Every step I took was tense, as I knew that the cursed rogue could lurk behind any tree or bush, waiting to pounce on me at any moment. I moved as stealthily as possible, my heart pounding every second.

'I can't die yet. Not tonight!'

Exhausted from endless running, I collapsed onto the ground.

The stillness was deafening.

My parched throat begged for water, but my soul was even more barren.

Now, I sit alone in this unfamiliar land, pondering my next move.

All I yearn for is to return to the safety of my home and seek refuge in my father's arms. Yet, Lois and Samantha will surely hunt me down once more if I make a hasty retreat.

"But I don't want to wander around like a rogue."

The rogue's existence is a cruel one. With my current strength, I knew I didn't dare to live by myself.

Tears streamed down my face as my loyal wolf let out a mournful howl.

"Heup... Heup..."

Crying, I gazed up at the moon goddess, pleading for answers as to why I must suffer.

"I was rejected, and now I am stranded here. I couldn't even go back home," I cried, missing my Dad.

"Grrr."

A menacing growl echoed from behind me, causing me to leap from my seat in terror.

The shadows of the bushes writhed and twisted, casting eerie shapes across the ground.

Tak.

Tak.

Tak.

The sound of footsteps grew louder, and I knew I had to act fast. I rose to my feet, ready to flee from the unknown danger lurking in the darkness. But before I could escape, a group of shadowy figures emerged from the shadows, blocking my path.

My blood ran cold as I realized I was trapped, surrounded by a pack of ruthless men.

"There's a female wolf here. And she's alone."

"Why is there a lost pup in the middle of the night?"

"Moreover, she looks so appetizing. Grrr."

Gasping for air, I stepped back, only to find myself face-to-face with another menacing figure. Trapped in the center, I felt my heart pounding in my chest.

"Ah, so this is where the sweet scent emanates from. Delicious," he growled.

"And look at her. She's a real beauty," the other man chimed in.

I tensed up, desperately searching for a way out of this dangerous situation.

'Rogues. They are rogues.'

In the world of rogues, it's a rare sight to see them band together. But when they do, it's a force to be reckoned with. These rebels unite for a common cause, to take down their enemies and leave a trail of chaos in their wake.

Unfortunately, I stumbled upon a pack of these savage creatures.

"Hey."

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my arm, and I let out a blood-curdling scream.

"Ahhh! No!"

But it was too late; I was trapped in their midst.

"Release me!" I bellowed, my voice echoing through the dense forest.

The man before me sneered, his eyes glinting with mischievousness. "Well, well, well. Where do you hail from, young buck?"

I glared at him, refusing to answer. My pack's name was sacred to my Father, even if my own Samantha and Lois had turned their backs on me.

"Perhaps she's a runaway," another man chimed in, his nose twitching as he leaned in to sniff my neck.

I recoiled, the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end. The stench of his breath made my stomach churn.

"Hey, why don't you join our group? We'll tag you in and show you a good time," the third rogue suggested with a sly grin. Before I could even respond, his hand was already gripping my legs.

"Don't touch me! Please! I am begging you!"

Tears streamed down my face as I felt trapped and helpless.

But the man holding my hands wasn't having any of it. He leaned in close, whispering in my ear with a dangerous edge to his voice.

"Resistance is futile, my dear. Your scent is too tempting to ignore. So why not give in and have some fun with us?" His tongue darted out, licking my earlobe and sending a shockwave of pleasure through my body. A moan escaped my lips, betraying my own desires.

My throat let out a quivering growl, "A-Ahhh..."

The adrenaline pumped through my veins as I heard their sinister plan.

"Her body is thin. But her face would do the job," they said with a sickening leer.

My mind swirled as they ordered, "Take off her clothes."

I fought with all my might, but they overpowered me and laid me on the grass.

The pounding of my heart was like a furious and incessant drumbeat against my rib cage. My wolf instincts warned me of the danger, but I was helpless against their brute force.

"Don't touch me! Ugh! Ahhh! Please! Someone, help me!"

One of them tore my clothes, leaving me vulnerable and exposed.

But the other one pressed their lips against mine before I could even catch my breath.

"Hmp!"

Tears streamed down my face as I pursed my lips closed.

I cried out, my body trembling with fear.

Don't resist anymore," they whispered in my ear. "You'll only get hurt."

I wriggled my legs, but someone pinned them down. The next thing, I felt a wet tongue licking my legs.

"So sweet."

"No!"

I unleashed a flurry of punches, my fists flying through the air like a whirlwind. One caught my wrist and held it firmly, rendering me powerless.

"Shit. She's so stubborn."

"Let me go!" I pleaded while crying.

Luckily, my leg broke free from the man's grasp. Without hesitation, I launched a swift kick that sent him flying backward with a resounding "Argh!"

As I sprang to my feet, I sank my teeth into the arm of the man who had dared to hold me captive.

"Fuck!"

I leaped to my feet and bolted away from my attackers.

"Where are you going, bitch?!"

Just as I thought I had escaped their clutches, a third rogue snatched me from behind, his grip like a vice around my body.

"Ahh!"

He groped my br*asts with one hand, causing me to cry in agony.

"STOP RESISTING, BITCH!" he bellowed, his other hand groped the center of my thighs.

"Uck! No!"

He roughly rubbed me there, and my knees wobbled in pain.

I fought to break free from his iron grip with all my might.

But alas, my efforts were in vain as I stumbled and tumbled to the ground, my body hitting the earth with an echoing thud.

Pain shot through my leg as I twisted it in the process.

As I looked up, the three rogues loomed over me. Their wicked grins told me about what I might experience under their hands.

These ruthless rogues had complete control over my body and would use it for their own twisted desires.

I struggled to break free, but their grip was too firm. As they loomed over me, I knew that my fate was sealed.

'They would use me for their own pleasure and then discard me like trash.'

The thorny plants beneath me scratched my back as I lay on the grass. I looked up and saw the rogues, as well as the moon, up in the night sky.

'Is this how I am going to die? Losing my purity and dying alone in the woods?'

"We will make it quick, lost pup!"

Their grubby paws pawed at my trembling body.

"Help! H-Help me!"

I screamed for help, but I knew it was futile deep down.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a voice boomed through the air, halting the vile assault.

Almost naked, I turned to see a figure standing, and my breath caught in my throat as I realized it was Steven!