Ruined(Eternal Monarch)

JUNO’S POV

Lilian informed me of the escape plot, and I waited for her in the stench-filled prison that had been assigned to me as a sleeping quarter. There was a knock. I was certain it was Lilian. I’m now four months pregnant, and the last three months have been awful. I’ve been thrashed. I’m only expressing gratitude to the moon goddess that no pack member has attempted to rape me. The last one who tried, Alex, killed the guy. He was the omega. No one has attempted to rape me since then. He is not interested in me being his Luna, but he will murder anybody who attempts to sleep with me. I’m still perplexed as to why he was so fixated on me, yet didn’t want me. I opened the door when I heard Lilian whispering outside. We began racing into the woods, towards the pack’s perimeter.

ALEX’s POV

I was resting next to Bridget when a sharp ache struck. This was the agony of betrayal of the mating bond. Juno is fucking someone, isn’t she? I closed my eyes and concentrated hard on mastering the discomfort this time. No, she is not in the act of fucking someone.

She wouldn’t dare!.

She is well aware that I would assassinate anybody who attempted to touch what was mine. Her presence was imperceptible to me.

Fuck, she’s fleeing.

I sprung from the window and dashed for the pack’s perimeter. She is not alone in this. I detected another scent. Someone was assisting her in fleeing. I will assassinate anybody who assists my mate in fleeing from me. They are playing a game with me. Only one person is aware of the trick. Why is my sister acting this way,

Lilian?

She dispersed their smell over the area, ensuring that anybody attempting to track them would take the incorrect way.

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I followed the trail that had a strong scent of them. I ran as quickly as my legs would allow me to. I’m not going to let her go. She will depart when I give her permission to do so. Then I noticed them. You are not leaving, little mate.

JUNO’S POV

Lilian invited me to get on top of her wolf. She said that I would be unable to run faster due to pregnancy. I wanted to object, but she reminded me that we needed to be quick for this to work. I hopped, and she was fast. When we approached the pack’s perimeters, she reverted to her human shape.

I was tackled to the ground by a massive wolf, as Lilian handed me money to care for myself and the baby. Although it was dark, I recognized those golden eyes. That would be Alex. He hissed menacingly at me and thrust his claws into my spine. Lilian began pelting Alex with stones.

“Juno flee!”

Lilian screamed and shifted into position to attack her brother. Then I saw a hand clutching my shoulder. Cynthia was the one.

“Come on, let us flee.”

I was astounded that, after being warned to keep away from me, she did not and was still prepared to assist me.

“Juno put an end to your concern for Lilian. Alex will never attempt to murder his sister. Now instantly mount my wolf.”

I got on top of her as she moved. We immediately started running. We didn’t make much progress. Alex’s wolf sprang upon Cynthia’s wolf, and I collided with the ground.

“You’re not leaving, slut; you’re mine!” He snarled.

My hair was jerked back, which caused me to tumble. A kick to the gut propelled me into contact with a tree. I moaned in agony. He began kicking my tummy incessantly. I cried till I lost my voice. I could feel the link between me and my wolf becoming stronger as I sobbed excessively. She desired to undergo the pounding to rescue our infant. It was unfortunate that we were unable to shift. She attempted valiantly to take the hammering for me, compelling me to shift, but to no avail. My eyes merely shone to indicate that she was present. I sensed her disappointment at not being able to assist me. I felt her fade. I am unable to contact her. She doesn’t have a name.

What shall I call her to persuade her not to leave?

As far as I am aware, your wolf is intended to guard you. She failed, and she hated herself, and as a result, she chose to leave, feeling worthless. I can’t say I blame her.

“You believe you’ll be able to get away from me, huh?”

My already wounded face was struck by a kick. I mumbled. Another kick struck my ribs, aggravating an already damaged body. My cheeks flushed with tears. I opened my lips to speak but said nothing. I attempted to yell for assistance as we approached the pack’s perimeter. Maybe someone from the adjoining pack could hear my plea, but nothing came. By my hair, he pulled me to my feet.

“How come you’re fleeing?”

Slap!

“Answer me, bitch!”

I couldn’t talk, even if I could, and I seemed to have lost my voice. I can’t speak. All I can do is absorb the blows. Now he was scolding me for failing to respond. I could only shake my head or nod. I was now deafeningly silent. I couldn’t allow him to kick my tummy once again. I clutched my tummy and let him kick anywhere he pleased, but not at my baby. All I wanted to do at the moment was pass out and have the world go dark for a bit. However, nothing occurred. My face was bathed in crimson liquid, flowing from the open wounds on my brow, its metallic flavor mingling with my salty tears. All I could do was stand there and watch. I was unable to shout for help. I was compelled to bear it all. I am incapable of pleading. Which mouth will I use to plead?

Everything is painful. I lifted my arms to grip my chest in an attempt to get a breath. My eyes welled up with tears as I examined my situation. I was certain I had lost the baby, but I needed to be strong. I locked my gaze on the guy I had previously referred to as my mate. Alex dragged me once again, threatening to hurl me against the tree. Lilian and Cynthia were on their knees when I spotted them, begging their alpha to have mercy on me. I then heard the sound of my mother’s voice.

“Please, alpha, forgive her, instead, murder me.”

I wanted to shout at her, but I lacked the ability to do so. Lilian pleaded with him, and he slung me over his shoulder and dragged me back to my torment. I was hurled into the marble floor by him. I moaned in agony. He was completely nude and stood just in front of me. I was aware of what would occur next. I was immobile. I attempted to crawl back, but I was too badly injured to move. I attempted to communicate. I could only hear what I wanted to communicate; he was unable to hear me. I could only hear my own voice at the back of my mind.

“Open your legs.” I shook my head. “You’re going to spread your legs and give me what is rightly mine!”

I shook my head again. He roared again, and I shook my head.

“You believe you have a say in this?”

How could this situation possibly turn someone on?

I am completely covered in blood. Blood has already escaped from my sex, and it isn’t as if he is blind and he still wants to fuck. Alex is a sick wolf, he needs what we humans call Jesus. He pinned me on the ground and penetrated me from behind. I was aware of liquid seeping from my sex, but he refused to stop. I’m not sure how it happened, but everything went black.

Dear Moon Goddess, let this be my last breath.