Alpha, stop abusing！Luna went on a date again
Elin’s POV
“Take off your underwear and spread your legs,” the doctor said coldly, holding a long, thin surgical clamp.
The blinding lights above made me dizzy, and the pile of cold surgical instruments nearby sent shivers through my body.
“Doctor,” I choked out, lying on the delivery table, “my baby… will he feel pain?”
“Alpha Aaron has already given his orders. This child must die. You’re worried about whether it’ll hurt?”
The doctor’s emotionless voice sliced through my heart like a sharp scalpel. Tears poured from my eyes like seawater.
My child can’t stay in this world? The child I conceived with Aaron? His fate is to be sentenced to death by his own father before he’s even born, torn to pieces and flushed down the drain?
“Do it! Take that damned fetus out! I’ll feed it to the dogs!” Aaron roared angrily from outside the door, accompanied by a woman’s triumphant laughter.
Aaron, I hate you. I never should’ve fallen in love with you!
The man who got me pregnant is the Alpha of the largest wolf pack in Westia territory. In this region, he’s the symbol of power and wealth. No wolf dares defy him.
And he’s also the youngest cousin of my late stepfather—I should call him Uncle. Yet between us lies a forbidden love that can’t see the light of day. And now, I’m pregnant with his child?
“Bitch, that child in your belly can’t stay. It needs to be shredded to pieces and erased completely!”
A sharp female voice cut through, and I saw Aaron enter, his arm supporting another pregnant woman. Was this Aaron’s fiancée? My heart clenched as I strained to look at her.
But I couldn’t make out her face—it was a blur in my vision. Yet I saw her hand, smugly stroking her slightly swollen belly.
“Who are you? Are you also carrying Aaron’s child?” My voice didn’t sound like my own, trembling with jealousy and pain.
The woman sneered triumphantly. “That’s right, I’m carrying Alpha Aaron’s pup. And you, you filthy bitch, how could you be worthy? I’m the one who’ll be Aaron’s Luna!”
She grabbed a scalpel and slashed my abdomen. Blood sprayed out, and I screamed, struggling to plead with Aaron.
“Aaron, please, for the sake of our love, save our child!”
“I don’t love you—never have! You’re not worthy of bearing my pup. Get rid of it!” Aaron sneered, his once-handsome face twisting into something monstrous, unrecognizable.
My belly was sliced open by the woman, and she ripped out the fetus along with my flesh. Warm blood sprayed up to the ceiling, a horrific sight.
“No!” I screamed, bolting upright.
My name is Elin, daughter of the Blue Moon Pack’s Alpha. Shortly after my birth, my strong father died suddenly, and I was branded a bad omen. The pack said I was cursed by the Moon Goddess, exiling my mother and me, turning us into rogues wandering the wilderness.
Later, Raynor Scott, the powerful Alpha of the Blood Shade Pack, marked my mother and brought us here, giving us a place to belong.
But Raynor was killed in an attack, leaving my mother and me in a difficult and awkward position in the Blood Shade Pack. Rumors of my “curse” spread once again.
On my eighteenth birthday, my wolf, Istha, failed to shift. I was a wolfless failure? I was pushed to the peak of shame.
I went to a bar to drown my sorrows and ran into a thug with bad intentions. As he pinned me to a table, trying to assault me, a silver-gray wolf descended from nowhere, driving the creep away.
“Uncle?” My voice trembled. The majestic wolf shifted back into Alpha Aaron, tall, strong, and strikingly handsome—the dream husband of every woman.
“This isn’t a place for you, little Kitten,” Aaron said, squinting at me with a warning.
“But Uncle, you helped me? Don’t you know I’m a cursed person? Everyone in the Blood Shade Pack hates me—your father, my mother. Look, I’m just a burden.”
He looked at me, his gaze calm, unreadable. Was it sadness? Or a kind of helplessness?
Then he sighed. “Elin, since the Moon Goddess brought you into this world, she has a purpose for you. You shouldn’t think so little of yourself.”
I covered my face and cried in front of the man I’d secretly loved since I was fifteen. We were worlds apart, yet he comforted my broken soul. In that moment, I, the outcast abandoned by the world, threw myself into his arms without hesitation.
Fueled by alcohol, I clung to him, my fingertips tracing circles on his chiseled chest. “Dear Uncle, I’ve loved you since I was fifteen. Let me be your woman. Don’t reject me, please?”
“Elin, you’re drunk…” He tried to push me away. But I hooked my arms around his neck, leaning up to kiss his cold, firm lips, my other hand reaching for his pants’ zipper.
His large hand suddenly gripped my waist. I thought he’d throw me out, leaving me bruised and bleeding. But instead…
“Little Kitten, you’re playing with fire!”
His voice was a suppressed growl as he scooped me up and rushed into a private room. After a frenzy of passionate foreplay, he entered me forcefully from behind…
I felt a scorching, hard object pierce through me, flooding me with a sensation I’d never experienced in my eighteen years.
We mated wildly, drenched in sweat. He thrust into me relentlessly, sending me to climax after climax. When he finally pulled out, I collapsed on the floor, panting, exhausted but fulfilled.
Aaron adjusted his clothes and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up. His handsome yet dangerous face made me hold my breath.
“Little Kitten, satisfied?”
He caressed my chest, and I shyly lowered my head, trying to pull away.
“You offered yourself up. Now the game’s started, and it won’t stop just because you say so.” He smirked. From then on, we stole moments of passion in every hidden place—his office, the car, the warehouse, the stairwell…
*
“Elin, are you having a nightmare?” My mother, Fiona, burst into the room, her voice anxious. “Aaron’s engagement party is about to start, and you’re still sleeping in? Do you want those she-wolves to laugh at us?”
