Chapter 201

“Why? It is not as if you believe me,” Michelle said, opening her book.
“I do, really, tell me how you ended up here,” Marco insisted.
“I worked here and there as I made my way through Europe and now, I am on this train on my way to Spain,” Michelle gave the short version.
“What is in Spain,” Marco wondered as his ticket ended in France.
“I don’t know, that is why I am going there,” Micelle said with a smile.
Michelle escaped a wolf pack that has kept her as a sex slave shortly after her nineteenth birthday.
She grew up in a cabin in the forest with her twin brother that looked nothing like her, she was told by her parents. He died in 1919 from the Spanish flu. Even though they were far away from civilization and from Europe she always heard her parents fight, her mother accusing her father of bringing the flu into their home after a hunting trip where he acted as a guide for some Spanish travelers.
Michelle always felt like her parents wished it was her that died instead of her twin brother. On Michelle’s 10th birthday, her mother committed suicide and her father blamed her for it, always shouting at her after one-to-many drinks, “Why could it not have been you?” He will remind her of their wish for her death instead of her brother’s.
Michelle was left to take care of herself for the most part as her father spent a lot of time out in the woods taking people on hunting trips as a guide.
Shortly after her fourteenth birthday, she had her first period and on the full moon that followed the most horrible thing happened to her. She did not understand why she turned into a monster but decided that she will never tell anyone. She was stuck in her wolf form for over a month, not knowing how to shift back, and accepted that she will be a wolf for the rest of her life. One morning she woke and discovered that she was back in her human form, and she could not be happier. Her father never stayed away for more than a month but by the time her fifteenth birthday came around Michelle accepted that her father might have met his maker; either that or he abandoned her for good. Michelle didn’t mind being by herself, nothing she was not used to. She knew how to hunt for small game and how to pick eatable roots.
Every full moon Michelle would shift against her will but eventually, she learned how to fight it and not shift. One day, a month after her eighteenth birthday she was out in the woods checking her traps when she realized that she was being followed.
Michelle was not really scared of anything, besides other people. ‘The only reason why someone will be following me here in the woods is to do me harm,’ she thought to herself, looking around once more. As she faced towards her cabin her stalkers made themselves known.
“Hello Rogue,” one greeted her, making her retreat.
“I am not a rogue! This is my home! I have been living here for the past eighteen years! That is my cabin!” Michelle shouted out.
“These lands belong to our pack and if you have been living here for free, hunting and eating of our lands then you have a lot of debt to pay,” one of the Lycans stepped forward.
Michelle retreated a few steps but found herself hitting a human wall. She felt strong arms wrap around her.
“Let me go!” she cried out.
“Hush now little wolf, stop struggling, obey my every word,” the man that had his arms around her compelled her and she calmed down.
“There, shall we get going so that we can find out how you will be paying off your debt?” the hybrid asked as they start to walk.
Michelle wanted to protest but the words does not want to come out of her mouth.
“Come on, follow us,” the hybrid demanded, and she obeyed against her will.
‘What the hell is going on? Who are these people? What do they mean by Rogue? Rogue, like in lone-wolf?’ Michelle thought as they walked.
After half a day of walking Michelle noticed a few cabins, set up like a little village, ‘why have I never come across this place?’
As they enter the center of the cabins Michelle noticed a few wolves and humans, mainly men.
She searched around for any sign of another woman, not knowing that all the wolves are women.
“Wait here,” the hybrid ordered, leaving her in front of the largest and best-looking cabin.
Michelle looked at the cabin thinking, ‘this place is beautiful.’
Michelle heard a few whispers in the line off, “Where did they find this beauty?” “Wonder if Alpha Lance is going to keep her for himself?” “I won't mind making pups with her.”
Michelle could feel her heart raise, realizing just how bad her situation was.
The cabin door opened, “Come,” the hybrid says.
Michelle stepped into the cabin and heard a voice, “Have the mud clean up first! I can smell her filth to here!”
“Get out, before he has you killed,” the hybrid laughed, shoving her out and making her trip.
The hybrid pulled her to her legs and walked her over to a nearby faucet.
“Bring some soap and a bucket,” he yelled out to a few nearby standing men that were quick to follow his orders.
The hybrid started to strip off her clothes, but she grabbed at them while trying to slap his hands away.
“Stop resisting!” he demanded, and she obeyed.
The hybrid tore off the rest of her clothes, her nakedness for everyone to see.
The first bucket of cold water hit her in her face followed by a few more until she was completely drenched, her long red hair stuck to her skin.
Most of the men have gathered around, all looking at her with lust full eyes. Michelle could feel her warm, silent tears running down her face. She shut her eyes so that she does not have to see the men looking at her. ‘Are they all going to have their way with me,’ she thought as she fell into sobs.
Michelle’s eyes flung open when she felt a bare hand on her breast, pressing one of her nipples. The hybrid smiled at her, “You like that, don’t you?”
Michelle shook her head, ‘No.’
The hybrid slipped his hand down her belly to between her legs, “Are you still a virgin little wolf?”
Michelle shook her head, ‘Yes,’ her sobs louder.
“Stop crying,” the hybrid demanded as he started to wash her with soap with his bare hands, fighting the urge to slip his fingers into her vag*na, knowing that Alpha Lance will execute him if he does anything without permission.
Michelle shivered uncontrollably from the cold water.
“Don’t worry little rogue, soon enough you will be f*cked warm,” the Hybrid said, tipping a cold bucket of water over her to rinse the soap off. After rinsing her off he started to dry her off and pressed most of the water out of her hair.
“Come,” the hybrid demanded her to follow him back to the Alpha’s cabin. In front of the cabin door, he threw the towel at her feet, “Clean your feet.”
Once her feet were clean, he opened the door, “Go inside.”
The hybrid followed Michelle inside and they waited in the entranceway.
‘Never thought a cabin can be so big as to have an entryway,’ Michelle thought to herself, exploring her surroundings; the décor on the wood walls, paintings of human babies drinking on a she-wolf. The smell of Sunday lunch mixed with wood hit her nose and made her mouth water.
“Come,” the hybrid demanded after receiving a mind link to enter.
‘MATE,’ Michelle felt ripping through her soul when her eyes met that of a man standing next to who she assumed was the Alpha.
The man with his golden-brown eyes and long black hair didn't respond to the fated mate bond he just felt sweeping over himself; he knew it was best to ignore it, for now.
‘Did you just mate with the rogue?’ Alpha Lance's mind linked to his beta who was also a Shaman.
“I did,” Angakok his beta acknowledged out loud since he knew, it does not help to deny it because Alpha Lance was mind-linked with every member of his pack and felt the fated mate bond when it happened.
The two of them were never close; Angakok did not approve of the way Alpha Lance ran his pack, but he did make a promise to Lance's father that he will be Lance’s beta as long as Lance wanted him.
Alpha Lance stood up from his chair and walked over to inspect Michelle, standing naked and cold.
Michelle pulled her eyes from Angakok to the Alpha, his turquoise eyes appearing brighter against his sun-kissed skin and messy blond dreadlock hair. Michelle noticed his strong jawline, his broad shoulders, and his well-defined torso since he was not wearing a shirt.
Alpha Lance and the rest of his pack don’t bother wearing shirts and spent most of the time in just loose-fitting pants or a sheet wrapped around them because they shifted often.
Alpha Lance dropped the sheet that was wrapped around his waist, his manhood already fully erected by the sight of Michelle’s full breast and hourglass figure, her nipples erect from the cold water.
‘Is she still a virgin?’ Alpha Lance asked Angakok through a mind link knowing he will be able to see.
‘Yes,’ Angakok's mind linked him back, keeping his anger and want to rescue his fated mate from what was about to happen to her.
‘Do you want to unmated with her before I f*ck her?’ Alpha Lance's mind linked Angakok.
‘With your permission, I would like to have my fated mate. I have waited a very long time to be mated,’ Angakok pleaded.
‘Sure, you can keep her but only after you a had enough of her; and after every man in this pack has welcomed her,’ Alpha Lance's mind linked him with an evil grin on his face. He has always pushed Beta Angakok to his limits, wanting him to break the promise he made to his father, the former Alpha of the pack.
The Hybrid got a grin on his face, ‘Can’t wait to spread her open.’
Angakok wished he could switch off his mind and close his eyes but Alpha Lance’s status power forced the whole pack to stay linked to him at all times as he does not trust anyone.
Alpha Lance stood in such a way so that his beta could see what he was doing to his fated mate; he reached out and was about to pinch her nipple when Michelle slapped his hand away. Alpha Lance slapped her so hard that she fell to the ground.
The hybrid was about to compel her into submission when Alpha Lance stopped him, “No, I like them feisty; by the time I am done with her she will be as tamed as a hungry dog.”
Angakok shut his eyes and held his hands into fists, holding himself back.