Chapter 40
The room falls silent as we wait for those who do not want to witness this. Not one person stood up. They all staring at us. My grandmother claps her hands to get everyone's attention. Looking out at everyone “good evening my lovelies. As you know the pressure of performing in front of everyone can be a little much for some. So with that in mind I have prepared a special love mist for the happy couples.” dread filling me I have heard rumors of granny's love potions. If they are like I have heard I won't remember this. This could be a blessing. “oh don’t worry you won't be dosed. You don’t have to cum because you will never mark me.” Jacob whispers running his finger up my arm barely touching “you will feel every pain that I can think of you will also absorb the pain my mates will feel when I take your virginity.” he spits out in my ear. My stomach drops as my heartbeat pick up. Panic is drumming in every cell of my being. He has mated and they know. He didn’t reject his mate but is doing this. The mate bonds must not be as strong as they are with wolves. A little hope that he won't want to cause them pain. “once I mark you as mine you will feel it every time I am with my mates. And I will be adding to that betrayal part of your bond so the pain you feel is triple.” his fingers now digging into my upper arm. His nails dug in slicing into my skin. Little drops of bright red blood slowly trail down my arm as he squeezes.
my grandmother is now standing in front of me having sprayed Apollo and shay. Lifting the bottle to spray when Jacob starts “miss Venus I prepared a special mist for Artemis would you use it instead?” smirking at my grandmother who I had thought loved me chuckled and nodded. She turns the bottle to Jacob and squirts the mist on my face. Handing her the other bottle she sprays me once. A tingle like little needles land on my face. “two squirts, please. I want the max effect.” I don’t know if she nodded, smiled, or smirks because she sprayed me again so fast I didn’t have a chance to flinch and close my eyes. The liquid pricking my eyes cause the burn you get when you poke your eye. Blinking trying not to cry when a sudden pain whips across my neck. My body not reacting the way it should. Screaming in my head trying to get my body to listen to me nothing is working. A lone tear finally breaks free running down my cheek. “if that hurt waits until I touch you.” he whispers in my ear. The wind of his breath whipped my neck shocking my break out of me in pain. If just his break is this painful what will his touch feel like?
The dress feels heavier as I sit. Stitches poking my skin sending shooting pain from where they press. “I can tell it's kicking in and getting stronger by the second. Now you will watch your brother fuck shay they have a special show for you. They will be showing you how rough they want it for you.” he chuckles in my heart. My body wants to react to the pain but I am frozen in place. Trying to close my eyes but I can. They are trained on my brother and his mate who are glaring at me. Fear fills me again. “good you stink of fear.” he whispers again and my brother nods at the same time. Apollo grabs shay slamming her hard against the table. Her back hitting so hard it makes a sound. A dot of red is at the corner of her mouth when she smiles at my brother. Digging her nails into his chest slicing down ripping his skin open. A moan leaves his throat. Slamming his lower half hard into her as he grabs her neck. I can see his nails shift to mini claws cutting into her neck. Moaning she rubs against him. “oh and they cant feel pain right now. I switched the mist to something of my own design. Every touch slice cut bite burn you name it feels good to them. Nothing hurts. I wanted them the freedom to inflict as much damage to show me how much they want me to suffer. But I didn’t want them to feel any pain.”
The last bit of hope I had left as I watch my brother and his mate rip each other apart as they ravage each other. Trying to look out at the crowd I notice I can move a little bit. I wonder if it's because I don’t have my wolf anymore. I can still feel the pain in every movement pure pain breathing is hell. The crowd just sits there watching not moving. My eyes dart around looking at everyone and I only see that the whites and the winters are the only ones moving besides shay. They all look like puppets. The scent of iron was heavy in the air. finally being able to pull, myself into my own mind blocking out the world around me. A sharp stab in my arms feeling like my arm was just broken yanks me back. “watch the best part of the marking.” he sings in my head. Then my brother and his mate shift no no they wouldn’t do it like this. Marking in wolf form is the most vicious sometimes deadly way to mark. Our wild instincts take over along with the drive to mate as heat falls over us. Some males lose control ripping out their mate's neck in the process.
Apollo's large paws slam down on Shay's small wolf's back. His claws slice into her as he rams himself into her pumping until he releases and knots. His muzzle locked around her neck sinking his fangs in her neck. Shaking his large head from side to side. The sound of her skin tearing before he lets go ans snaps his jaws down again on her neck driving his fangs deeper. Letting out a loud earth-shaking growl as he finishes. A puddle of blood forms under her neck. When he released from her neck and pussy she shifts spinning on Apollo. His tongue hanging to the side of his mouth. He nods his big head and lays on his back. His tail sweeps the stage as she climbs on him inserting him in her. How can she do that your not supposed to mate like that? It could kill her why risk this. I can feel Jacob laughing next to me. Well with any luck he will be this rough and kill me. No one knows I don’t have my wolf so I won't heal like a wolf this will be my last day.
Shay screams out just before she sinks her fangs in Apollo's neck. He shifts while in her so he can knot her once more to complete the bonding. As they find their final release my father walks down so he can slice their palms to make the wine. Sharp stabbing pain at my hip has me looking down to see the burning silver letter opener sticking in my side. And a look of pain on Jacobs's face but he's not looking at me. The more he seems to struggle the deeper he stabs. I can taste the rust in my mouth.
“now for the betas.” my father sings out. Jacob grabs my arms yanking me forward. Throwing me to the ground. He grabs the back of my dress starting to pull when a loud roar grabs all our attention. Look up as I see the silver eyes I have been dreaming of for a year now. He's here to watch me be taken by Jacob white. The anger I see in his eyes breaks my soul. The hate is written on his face. When he starts making his way to the stage I see the pack start shaking their heads clearing the fog. Gasps are heard at the sudden appearance of Philip Samuels.
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