Trigger Warning: The following chapter contains depictions of violence and sexual assault. These scenes are crucial to the story’s emotional depth but may be upsetting. Please take care of yourself while reading.

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Elara gulped as she nervously stepped back while clutching the hem of her extremely short dress.

“I- I-”

“You plan on running?” He asked, earning a frightened whimper from her.

Draven chuckled as he grabbed her by her neck making her to gasp for air. The men who were arguing behind her stopped on hearing her.

“oh… you wanna have her first?” The first man asked with a sad tone.

Draven chuckled as he released her neck and trailed his slender fingers down Vaela's exposed chest “of course I'll have her first. She knows how to serve me after all…” he drawled making her look at him with pleading eyes.

“If that's the case then, we'll take our leave first.” The man who was previously naked said as he grabbed his coat and threw it on. The rest of them were about to leave before he stopped them.

“You don't have to leave. I'm pretty sure my pet, here, wouldn't mind you watching us…” he drawled as a devilish smirk found its way to his lips. Elara shook her head violently as she stepped away from him.

“… right, baby?” Draven continued as he lazily looked at Elara.

She retracted her steps till she bumped her back against what felt like a warm brick. She gulped as she slowly turned to face what or who stood behind her. Her little courage vanished on seeing the man who had called her smirking at her. Due to her heightened senses, she was able to perceive the arousal from everyone in the room especially that of Draven!

Draven's deep voice brought her back to reality “… or better still, you all can join in the fun.” He exclaimed, making her face turn ash in fear. Right before she could protest, the man behind her had hugged her from behind. His large palms covered her full breasts earning a disgust grunt from her..

The other men in the room all roared in excitement as they approached Elara like a predator with Draven as their leader.

“Pin her down!” He ordered.

In no time, Elara was thrown on the massive bed as she begged faintly.

“P- p- pl- please…”

“Honey… you have a lot in store for you…” Draven said as a sinister smirk crept up his lips. Elara watched in sheer panic and horror as he slowly dropped his denim jeans on the floor revealing his bulging boxers. Seeing this reminded her of the torture he had put her through emotionally making her breathing fast and heavy.

Draven eyed her legs, immediately, two men who were not doing anything got the message. They grabbed each leg each with their hands thereby giving full access to him.

He knelt between her legs with a wide grin on his face. His boxer was tossed to the floor by him.

“P- p- ple- please n- no-”

Elara begged him but her pleas fell on deaf ears. He slid his hand between her thighs seductively making her tear up.

“No!!”

“Ugh, noisy!” He muttered under his breath.

A small piece of clothing was shoved into her mouth causing her to make a muffled scream.

“Right how I love my baby… quiet and responding…” Draven chuckled, earning exciting chuckles from the men.

He moved further close to her. His hand wormed its way to her heaving chest and gripped her by her breasts making her shut her eyes tightly. He yanked her white underwear without stress and tossed it to the ground.

Seeing the pleading look in her eyes, he grinned “it's gonna be fun…” he drawled as he ripped her satin dress apart leaving jeer naked to the eyes of the men who stared at her with lust filled gaze.

Without forewarning, he forced himself into her making her let out a loud scream. Her veins bulged on her neck and forehead.

With each thrust, Elara shivered in pain and disgust. Her red eyes pleaded with him to stop but quite on the contrary, it fueled his lust.

“Ughhh…” Draven groaned as he moved in and out of her slowly while the other men watched in anticipation. After going a few more rounds with her, he withdrew himself and released on her bare stomach.

“Have fun.” He said with a smirk before turning to leave the room with his bathrobe on.

“Great!!! I'll go first!!!”

“No it's me!!!”

Elara watched in pain as the men argued over who would take her. They were so focused that they didn't realise that no one was holding her.

She moved her legs slightly with an inaudible wince as she removed the clothing from her mouth. Right as she did that, they all fixed their attention on her.

“The girl has got three holes… three of us can have a go, right?” a man suggested causing her to widen her eyes.

“Wh- st- stop!” Her voice barely came out as a whisper.

Two men had positioned themselves below her while another on stood above her head as he fondled with his hard member.

“I'm going to enjoy this!!”

The sound of Elara screaming echoed in the sound proof room as they all rammed her at once.

The man who stood above her head had shoved his member into her mouth thereby stopping her from screaming.

The other two thrusted into her behind and v-house as they chorused erotic noises.

“P- pl- please stop…” Elara pleaded inwardly as she was too weak to speak.

After the first set of men had their fun, the last two took over. In no time, Elara passed out under them.

Thinking she faked it, the first man dealt her a blow causing her to open her eyes as she spat out a mouth full of blood. His hit left imprints on her pale face.

“Daaaaaad!!!!!” She yelled as soon as she recovered from the pain.

Meanwhile, in the underground dungeon of Northwood pack, Draven stood in front of a cell with a smirk on his face.

“Wake up old man!” His hoarse voice rang making the occupant of the cell wake up immediately.

“What'd you want?” The occupant asked.

“Well, I figured you'd be bored so I decided to come keep you company but since you don't want to see me, I'll show you something worth seeing.“

Draven operated his tablet before showing a video clip to the occupants who let out an angry growl.

“How dare you!?” The occupant yelled.

Draven chuckled as he paused the video “How dare me? No! How dare you!?” A dark look had crossed his face. “I was needy, she was willing… not my problem. Besides, stop acting like you haven't mated before.” He scowled.

The occupant growled before wincing in pain due to the heavy presence of wolf bane in the cell “That's not mating!”

“Oi! It's not? Tell me, what is it then?” Draven asked with a taunting smile.

“That's rape you psycho! You're fucking raping the…”

Before the occupant could finish his statement, Draven stopped the video and let out a throaty laugh.

“Whatever you call it… I don't care. Enjoy your stay here.” He giggled and turned to leave.

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At the same time, in a luxurious bedroom that oozed royalty, a bulky man laid on the bed groaning in pain. He had his head against the pillow as he stayed on all fours.

“How long do you think the pain will last this time?” A worried female voice whispered outside.

“I'm not sure about that, my Queen. This is longer than expected. Whoever is torturing his mate really went extreme this time.” A man's voice was heard.

“Perhaps we find her?” Another girl's voice sounded.

“How…” right before the Queen could speak up, the sound of the door opening cut her off.

“I'll find her…” The man who originally laid on the bed stood towering above the people outside. His bare chest exuded the results of hard training sessions. His body was covered in sweat which made him sparkle under the crimson lights.

He headed towards the door and paused.

“When I find who's responsible, they'll regret being born.”