Saved By The Lycan King

CELESTE

Would God forgive me if I planned to kill those demons who made my life miserable?

“Celeste!”

I clutched my blouse and wiped my tears away. My hands started to tremble; my heart started to thump fast. I don’t want to hear that voice because I know he will beat me again.

“Celeste!”

I hugged my legs as I buried myself in the corner of my small room. I covered my ears with my palms to shut the voice that echoed inside my head.

“No….” I mumbled. My chest started to tighten as my heart seemed wrapped with barbed.

I curled my toes, and the door burst open at this moment, leaving a loud bang as it hit the wall.

“Fuck it!”

I close my eyes and don’t want to see him. Not this time. I’m tired—my body wanted to give up.

‘Don’t open your eyes,’ I whispered.

I screamed at the top of my lungs when I felt his grip on my arms. ‘No matter what happens, don’t open your eyes,’ I thought.

My lips twitched when I could feel the familiar pain that lingered in me.

“How often do I have to tell you that you need to answer me when I call your name!” his stern voice pierced into mine, weakening my body.

‘Don’t open your eyes,’ I repeated to myself.

However, his grip gets tighter, making me whimper in pain.

“Open your fucking eyes—”

“P-Please…” my voice faded.

“If you don’t open your eyes, I will fuck you hard as hell!”

Upon hearing it, I opened my eyes and met his dark orbs, filled with lust and anger. My body began to shake fiercely.

“P-Please… I need to rest—”

“It’s just two in the afternoon, bitch!” He uttered and threw me on my small bed as if I were just a sack of rice.

I gasped and searched for more space when my back met the headboard. When I noticed him smirking, my fear became more evident.

As the hem of my dress began to lift, his gaze was drawn to my exposed legs.

“You’re gorgeous, Celeste.” He walked closer to me as his gaze roamed around my body. He wet his lips as if he saw delicious meat.

“N-Noah…”

Noah’s smile grew wider, and in just a blink of an eye, he reached for my legs and started to caress my left, making me shiver in fear and disgust. I pushed away his hand, and I angered him even more. I felt his palm land on my cheek one moment, making me whimper in pain.

“How dare you!”

“P-Please… I need to rest—”

“Part your legs!” he shouted, and I winced when I felt the droplets of his disgusting saliva on my face.

Enduring the pain from his slap earlier, I did part my legs because he would do worse on me if I hesitated.

Shaking in fear, I managed to part my legs. “I… I’m begging—”

“Shut up!” he cut off the hum through my words.

I saw his eyes glimmer when he saw the part he loved playing with.

“Mom and Liza are not home. So, I can freely do whatever I want to your pussy,” he asserted, wearing his lusty tone. “And I can’t wait for the time to thrust my cock inside your pinkish pussy,” he added.

I can endure the pain when Noah slaps me, but my body gets weaker when he’s talking like a hungry demon who wants a taste of my flesh.

“Brother—”

“I am not your fucking brother!” he shouted and pierced his icy gaze on me.