The Doomed Luna

AMIRA'S POV

I heard him growl from behind me, a snarl more like. I could see his eyes blaze with anger. A dread of foreboding washed over me as he continued to glare at me, approaching me as though I was his prey, and he were the predator.

His eyes continued to darken, and his gaze grew even more intense, was it anger? Was it fury? I had no idea, I couldn't really tell.

But I knew I had not done anything to upset him. What was it this time? Why was he approaching me with that stupid smile on his face, yet his eyes screamed murder? These were the thoughts that filled my head

This was not the first time I had caught him leering at me, he and the others had made me do stupid things just for their amusement. But this was what I could not take. I moved back three paces, as Alpha Christian's Gammah, Adrian approached me with a sneering smile on his face.

If shivers had a physical form, then I could literally feel them crawling up and down my spine.

"If you come near me, I will scream" I said shakily, unsure whether or not that would even be possible. My voice was held captive within my throat by a stringent fear that refused to set it free.

"Nobody wants a cursed Omega, Amira, and so I can do as much as I want to do with you, and this time, there is nobody here to help you. You can scream all you want.. " he said cockily grimacing as he felt so satisfied with himself.

"Help! Help! Help me! Everyone! It's Amira!" He laughed as he raised his voice in mockery of me, just to prove his theory that I was now beyond help.

I looked around me to find something that would help but no, there was nothing in sight, it was an empty room they had asked me to clean. This was a plot that everyone else except Alpha Christian was aware of.

He lurched at me trying to grab me with both hands, but I ducked immediately and jumped to the other side of the room which was closest to the door. I reached for the knob and pulled it hastily, but it did not budge.

I looked up at him with terror in my eyes, that was the worse thing that could happen to one in the presence of their enemy...terror in your eyes, it feeds them, and gives them the confidence and strength to oppress you even further.

"Hahaha," he laughed amused at me. He was literally getting off on this, the bastard. He towered above me, but I saw an opening right under his arm, as I tried to make a run for it, I stumbled on the wool made rug which laid across the floor, my tiny toe becoming tangled up in a lose thread, which tripped me up, and led to my fall.

Without wasting any more time, he climbed over me, more than willing to have me on the floor, scarring me and making me his victim for life. The fight in me was waning as his hands reached for the buttons on my Maid uniform.

He ripped and tore at me, in spite of my struggling hands. He hit me across the face, just so I would stay still, but I just couldn't bring myself to. He even grabbed my throat severally, just to stiffle out my cries for help.

How many times had he tried touching me against my will? Ever since he and Alpha Christian found me laying in the forest, wounded, I had become a target for every Soldier in the pack. Worse of all was the fact that the other maids revered me, including the Head of Maids.

She revered me so much that she threw me into their arms, I became a prey in the camp of lecherous predators.

Even now when my arms became weak and I struggled to fight back, even though, my weak claws scratched away at his face, clipping across his left eye, scathing him, he remained adamant and relentless.