Lycan's Abused Mate
Synopsis
Kyley was orphaned by the death of her parents and became the subject of abuse and daily bullying in the Moonblood pack resident. Her life became even worse when she clocked 16 and found out that her mate was the ruthless Alpha of the pack, Jason Granger. Bullied, enslaved and isolated by all, she lived in hell until a chance to escape was provided and she would be saved by the cursed Lycan. However, her damned ex-mate was still relentless on exacting his revenge on her.
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1 - Escapades | Lycan's Abused Mate
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Kyley's POV.
The cold wind that blasted past my face had me gasping hard to catch my breath as I fled away from the world of horror behind me. Despite the tightness in my lungs, I never stopped my hind and fore limbs from lunging forward in a swift dash towards the unknown, as I knew this was all the chance I had.
'Anything, anything at all!...' I was beyond desperate to escape. The pain from all that I had gone through in the hands of my cruel mate hit even harder now than when I had suffered it. My sight became blurry and I could feel slight wetness at the corners of my eyes but I couldn't care any less at the moment. All I wanted now was to get away from it all and erase everything from my memory.
The ghastly bruises and cuts that slashed deep through my furs were nothing to make me stop even though it hurt. I knew that, soon enough, the whole pack would be after me.
I had no destination, nor did I know where I was headed as I ran through the dark woods full of mist that spread far ahead under the moonless night. It was dark and I could barely see beyond the paws of my forefeet. I could only rely on my keen senses which were only enough to avoid crashing into trees. Sustaining bruises and scratches was an inevitable fate. All I knew was, I had just this one opportunity to escape this hell of a life that I'd lived all this while, being nothing but Kyley- the Moonblood pack Alpha's toy.
My parents died when I was ten, and ever since then, I'd been the subject of mockery in the pack. I bore with it all until I turned 16 and found out that Jason Granger, the Alpha of the pack, was my mate. He claimed me as his and he abused me to the point of almost no return, both physically and emotionally. I suffered intolerable pain in my heart from the bond as well as physical abuses that knew no end. And now here I am, trying to find my way out of this hellhole.
"Awuuuu!!!!" I couldn't help but shiver as I heard the shrilling outcry of no other than Jason reverberate through the dark woods from far behind. He must have figured out that I'd played him and had escaped using that opportunity. However, it was too soon than I expected. I couldn't be any less ill-fated. My luck is without a doubt, way far behind. Just as my speed and distance from the pack resident.
I was certain that he had sent his 'underdogs' after me and it wouldn't be too long before they'd find me.
"Awuuuu!" "Awuuu!!" The subsequent howls that sounded even closer than his only served to confirm my doubt.
The need for survival welled up within me and I channeled my inner wolf to exert more energy and agility for my escape. I wasn't willing to be captured and taken back to the pack while I still had the chance. I wouldn't let that happen to me, I've had just about enough.
'I'm never returning to that hell again, never!'
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"How dare that stupid whore play me!" Jason growled and grumbled in annoyance as he ran through the dark woods in pursuit of Kyley. He was furious, and his eyes burned with rage at the humiliation he had just suffered. Him, the Alpha of the Moonblood pack, tricked by a mere toy of his. He wanted nothing but to find her and make her pay for all that she'd done.
However, her scent was faint and he could no longer sense their connection as she'd certainly ghosted.
Earlier he'd felt a painful scorch at his chest while he was busy running the affairs of the pack and had run home sensing something strange and hurtful within their connection, only to meet an omega screwing the whore he'd left at home.
" Tch!" he clicked his tongue in annoyance as the image of the scenery occurred in his mind once again. The brownish-burgundy stains of that Omega's blood still remained on his paws even now. The omega had met a ghastly end in his hands. Jason had intended to do nothing of any less to Kyley, only that she had passed out from the horrid sight of him killing the omega ruthlessly. Who knew that'd lead to all of this?
It had only taken a split second of him making a decision to make her suffer a fate worse than death later when she came to consciousness for all of this to happen. It turned out that she had feigned to pass out and had planned all of this to happen beforehand, to think his supposedly broken toy was still capable of thinking this much. Jason couldn't believe it.
He'd only let his guard down on her because he'd always thought Kyley was incapable of concocting a scheme of any sort. She was his broken toy after all, she'd learned to accept her fate as that. He was still surprised that this was the same Kyley he knew. Could it be that it was her survival instinct that kicked in and had made her flee the moment she came to?
'I should have killed that bitch right there...' It was at this moment that Jason despised himself for having ever bonded with Kyley. The pain he went through right now was so severe that his speed and agility decreased considerably.
However, he dared not show the slightest weakness or he might be risking his position as Alpha of the pack open to a challenge from members of the pack. He'd done the same to the previous Alpha and quite knew what to expect from experience.
Nonetheless, despite all the pain he went through, he couldn't sever his connection with Kyley for now as it was the only thing that could lead to him finding her once again. His ego and pride wouldn't allow him.
"Rest assured, Leader, we'll find her," Paige urged reassuringly, sensing the rage of her Alpha. Her brown iris with rings of yellow surrounding it glistened dimly with conviction.
"And you intend to do that running so slow behind me?!" Jason snapped at her. He was sick and tired of Paige always trying to lick up his wounds.
"M-my apologies... I'll... I'll leave now." Paige was intimidated by the alpha's indignant nature and quickly apologized. She was used to him being like that, but, it still hurt her that he was harsh on her like that in a kind of way.
She glanced painstakingly at the snow-white furred werewolf that ran beside her alpha upfront and reverted her gaze back to Jason who didn't seem to give a care about whatever she did.
" I'll get that bitch!" Paige said with resolve and resorted to dashing towards a different path in the woods.
"Take it easy Jason, we'll find that whore and make her pay for what she'd done... together" Followed by a deep growl, the snow-white furred wolf said in a sultry tone that indicated her hatred as well as her intents towards Kyley.
Jason only replied with silence. Despite his rage, Sam was the only one he couldn't not listen to. She was his beta ... and more, after all.
Only the rustling sounds of branches and twigs snapping as well as Jason's ragged breathing that overcame Sam's low growls remained afterwards as both rushed after their only lead to Kyley's whereabouts- her faint scent left in the air.
"This way!" Sam suddenly announced in a short stop and turned to leap onto the other side of the path.
Jason sniffed the air and as soon as he caught sense of Kyley's scent in the way that Sam just leapt towards, he followed behind Sam. The scent only grew stronger and stronger as they dashed further into the woods and although, Jason couldn't see much with the hail all around, but as a Were, he was closer to nature and could sense everything around him. Hence, he was able to swiftly dodge and hop over trees and felled branches as he ran at a dashing speed. Just as natural as though he were breathing.
Soon, a clearing was in sight. The closer they got, the more Jason's energy rose and the more his veins bulged in excitement mixed with rage and intent to kill. He was certain that Kyley was just up ahead with...
'There is another...?' His prior frown of contempt turned into a smirk after he recognized whom the other scent belonged to. It seemed one of his loyal subordinates had subjugated Kyley and held her captive.
"Very good of you... Al-... phonse?" Jason's frown reformed on his face after the short pause. But this time, confusion overcame the likes of other expressions on his face.
In the clearing of the woods, Only Alphonse, his beta, stood in the middle of the clearing in his bulky human form with Sam on all fours next to him. Kyley was nowhere to be found.
Alphonse held a long black dildo, that Jason recognized instantly, in his hands and Jason could also notice a previously liquid-filled bucket on the floor, as well. The contents of the bucket that he very well knew sullied the dirty, crinkly floor and carried a deep stench around even in the cold atmosphere.
"It was you, all along?" Jason could only stare in disbelief at the smirking snow-white-haired hottie that now stood beside Alphonse as the realization struck him. It turned out that it wasn't only Kyley that had him played after all.
2 - The rabid bloodhound | Lycan's Abused Mate
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Kyley's POV.
I panted uncontrollably as I ran on all fours with everything I had. The rustling sounds of the dried-up leaves and the snapping of the twigs, as well as the growls I could hear all around indicated just how close they were to me now. For the past thirty minutes or so, I had done nothing else but run, and run, or otherwise bear the risk of suffering a fate even worse than I had experienced in the past. I knew I wasn't going to get death even if I wanted it. Jason would never relent until he's exacted his revenge for what I'd done. And I feared that'd be the last of me. I was already on the brink of going insane from the previous tortures.
The sound of my heart beating right in my ears wasn't anywhere close enough to the feeling of dread that enshrouded my being. I could feel my furs standing on end cautiously and brushing against the cold wind. The feeling of a hundred ants crawling on my skin was nothing but a subconscious reaction of my body to fear and pressure that served to fuel my innate instinct to survive.
All that I thought of at the moment was just how to escape. If I kept going this way without a change in plan, it'd only be a matter of time before I got caught and dragged back to Jason where I would surely meet my end. However, it was even harder to think in this situation as my whole being screamed to just run and never stop. I wasn't as strong as even a Beta, thanks to Jason. So I couldn't even think of doing anything as stupid as facing them.
"Awuuuu!!! Auuuuu!!" Moreso, I was outnumbered in every way. Is there even any chance that I'd escape this alive??
"There's no escape for you after what you've done, you whore!" I knew whom that voice belonged to, all too well. If she's here then Jason was nearby too. I looked about in search of where the sound came from while still running at full speed through the dark woods. Cautious I could do and had to be, but I dare not stop for a second on my escape as that would mean the end of everything for me.
I could barely sense the scent of the others from the pack, they were near, very close to me. But where was she...
It was at that exact moment that I caught, from the corner of my eyes, a glimpse of two brown irises with golden rings gleaming sharply to my right. Her silver claws that shone like daggers reflected sharply in my eyes as they drew closer. This was it for me, this was as far as I could go.
"Aaaooowww!!" I couldn't help but let out a loud shrill as her claw dug deep into my shoulder and tore straight down to the sides of my belly. It was so unexpected that I lost balance and everything else became a rolling blur that left me dizzy. The only thing keeping me conscious was the stinging pain that lit my right side ablaze.
"Agh!" I let out a short grunt from the impact of my bones crashing to the ground and sliding along. I felt my whole body ache from the fall and I could feel my bones aching and threatening to break from the impact, despite the fact that I landed on a patch of dry leaves. I had my furs to thank as well for preventing me from sustaining several bruises. But I could tell they weren't in good shape as well by the burning sensation I had from the friction as I slid along the ground. Contusions without a doubt.
I felt cold and hot. My body ached, and was so heavy that I could barely lift my eyelid. I was spent.
I heard the sounds of their feet thumping on the earth and as they got closer and caught up, it became only louder. I knew that everything was over by then. I had thought I had everything it took to finally escape Jason... How foolish of me to even think I ever would.
" There she is!"
"Traitor!"
"Hurry, surround her!"
It turned out this was as far as I could go. All I wanted was to leave this damned place that I've lived my whole life in. That person had shown me a way out, even if I had to risk my life. And this was all I could do with the chance. How would she feel if she saw that even with all the chances she had given me, I still couldn't escape the misery I'd spent my whole life living in? Of course, she was bound to give up on me as well. Why not? I'm of no use to anyone, not even for myself. Perhaps Jason was right about me, I really am nothing but a worthless toy.
'I give up...' I have no reason to run anymore. Nothing else could be done to change this fate of mine. Even the moon goddess isn't looking down on me with any mercy. Her divine imagery isn't visible in any way in the moonless and hazy sky. She's looking away from it all. I am of no importance after all. My sight became blurry once again and I could feel wet tickles running down my snout.
"You think you could do all of that and escape the whole pack without any consequence?!" Paige words echoed through to my hearing. "You joke!" She scoffed. I could see the face of contempt she made through my blurry vision. I never really understood why she hated me so much. What am I thinking? I am her leader's toy anyhow.
"Tie her up and take her back!"
Following her words, loud steps of paws came closer to me and soon they became heavier steps. The next instant I felt four rough palms on my limbs and body, trying to bind me with a rope.
"Aar- egh!" I was going to let out a groan but I was hit by the back of one of their hands before I could. What care do they have for my wounds and pain? None. And that was clearly shown by their actions. I could only whimper in silence and bear with their roughness.
What's left? Nothing but wait to be brought to Jason and have my fate decided by him. There's nothing left to do but give it all up. Nothing else...
"Raaaaarghhh!!!"
I wasn't certain if I was hearing things or if something strange had just roared just now. Any beast surely didn't have enough courage to stay anywhere around a pack. Unless...
" H-hey, that's not the Rabid bloodhound right?"
Rabid bloodhound? That's right, lately there's been rumors about a strange monster running wild and making brutal killings of those who dared to venture too deep into the woods. We might as well have intruded in its territory now.
"Aa-aaaahkkk!!!" A hoarse outcry resounded and I could tell from the sound of flesh and bone breaking that followed, that whoever it was had already died a horrible death.
'Perhaps, the only true escape is death.' At least I could have death. It was a better fate to suffer. That way, I'd be free, truly free. But if it all were to end here, I should at least see the beast that will set me free with my very own eyes, and perhaps say my thanks.
I forced my eyes open and raised my head to see what was going on. Everyone left in the scene was tense and had already morphed into their wolf form, they grouped together and stood at alert. It seemed Paige had returned and left the task of bringing me back to these lots. Unfortunately for them, they'd meet their end here. And so will I.
"Raggh! Raggh!!" All that could be heard was its growls that were nothing short of madness which conveyed its wrath and berserk nature. The name Rabid bloodhound given to it was befitting as it seemed to know nothing but blood and to destroy and kill mercilessly. Its movement was so swift that the group of omegas and betas fell one by one like flies, and were degraded into nothing but chunks of meat and torn fur. Only its dark silhouette could be seen as it hopped from all angles of the woods about, with each leap leading to a brutal kill.
When they had all fallen, it suddenly appeared. It hurried to scatter about the remains of what were the corpses of those it had just killed. Although it was only for a moment that I saw its form in the darkness of the wood and the night, I was more surprised seeing that it was not just any beast or monster, it was a...