Chapter 5 Weakling

Rory, fights his senses of pleasure, he held both my hands tightly and turns me, backing Declan. He presses me down while I struggle and scream out for help.

"Shut up freak!" Rory says with a loud slap on my face. Declan draws down my shorts. He uses his finger to feel my clitoris, then inserts his finger. His cock was next.

He started fucking me. Rory kneels before me, he kisses me deeply, he stands and with one hand brings out his cock and puts it in my mouth.

I had never experienced that and I never knew why he was doing that or what he expected of me.

"Suck it bitch" Rory said, more like a command.

When I refuse, I received a hard and painful slap on my ass from Declan still fucking me very hard.

I couldn't stop screaming and crying. But it seemed my screams got them more excited.

I start sucking it, amidst so much pain. I suck it, scared of receiving another slap if I declined, until I almost choked but it never concerned them both. They were both enjoying their selves.

It was funny that with all this torture I felt so much pleasure, Declan holding my nipples as he fucked me. It was so much that it consumed me, till the last hard thrust from Declan but they weren't done,

Rory continued, he fucked me even harder, his fingers on my nipples, nibbling while I moan reflexively.

I scream both in pain and pleasure, thrusting in and out while Declan knelt before my screaming face, said;

"Congratulations Mirabel, you're no more only the pack slave girl, you're now promoted to my sex slave".

He laughed heartily and watching Rory fuck me, till Rory's last thrust. I was too weak to stand. I fell to the ground.

They both left me there laughing and walking away.

"Rory, I've told you to stay away from this wolfless slut, remember she's your cousin". Declan sarcastically said. They both laughed wickedly.

"But Dad, she's too deliciously sweet". They laugh again.

"Stop it, Rory! Come along, we have more important stuff to handle." Declan said, walking out.

Rory stared at me, walking backwards, throwing a kiss in the air before going after his father.

I couldn't stand for up to 5 minutes. I didn't realize I had slept off while in tears.

The following days were not easy. I attempted to behave as if nothing was wrong but I could not. Each time Uncle Declan's eyes met mine, I saw a monster.

But there was something else going on also. The pack members were beginning to look at me in a different way. Not with pity or disgust like before but with. . . curiosity? Respect?

It started small. An acknowledgment from old Mrs. Flanagan as I offered her a cup of tea. Tommy's smile when I assisted him in his home works.

Some of the most trusted men that were loyal to Uncle Declan were looking at me with deep contemplation.

One day I was washing the main hall and I heard two elders of the pack talking.

"Did you see how she tamed that wild dog yesterday?" one asked the other. "Just looked it in the eye, and it became as gentle as a lamb."

"True," the other replied. "And the plants in her window box. Have you ever seen flowers grow so fast?"

I quickly moved out of their sight before they could notice my presence my heart racing.

They were observing the new qualities that I had developed. But how? I'd been so careful. Although I had been practicing to master them.

It all culminated one stormy night. I was in the kitchen making sure that I did not see the concern in the cook's eyes when she glanced at me, just then Uncle Declan stormed in.

He glared at me and pointed at me, "You! Get to my office right now!"

My heart in my throat I went after him. The whole pack appeared to stop breathing when we were passing.

In his office, Uncle Declan angrily closed the door of the office. He was fuming, his eyes were wide open and piercing, emitting his Alpha aura silently commanding me to submit but something about this time was different, I tried to fight the urge to stir back at him and refused to summit for once and see the outcome. I stirred for a while but felt I wasn't ready for a challenge so raised by neck in surrender

"I see you've started feeling like something now child?"

"What have you been doing, girl?" he growled. "You must have been lying to me, you have been asking questions behind my back."

I tried to maintain a calm tone of my voice. "That's the last thing one of your men said to me before attacking me, Alpha, but I did nothing wrong" I replied, hoping he believed my lies, I wouldn't want a fight just yet.

He brought his fist down on the table so hard that I feared the table will split. I flinched.

"You're not that stupid! The pack is talking, they are saying things about you, things that cannot be true."

I did not speak, for I feared that the moment I did, I might say more than I should.

His eyes were narrowed and his voice dropped to a dangerous whisper when he said,

"You're just the same as them, your parents, aren't you? You think you can take my pack from me?"

"They were your pack?" I asked before I could think better of it. I wasn't sure of my assumption but that picture showed that by parent were the royal family of Brinton.

The man's eyes opened wide, then scrunched up into a glare. "Well, at least you know something." He began to move toward me, his fingers clenching into tight balls. "Speak what you know, girl. Now!"