Chapter 20 Caught By Predators
Warning: This chapter contains disturbing sexual harassment but no rape. Please skip if you find it unsettling.
Kristen's POV
I didn't leave when Mr. Rob asked me to return the next day, instead, I stayed back and asked Matteo to teach me a few things. He's the guy with a buzz cut.
It was by noon I arrived there but I stayed until it was evening. And by that time, I had learned the few things I needed. Because of how fast I was catching up, Mr. Rob even let me serve a few customers, something which I did without any protests.
A few people noticed I was the Luna's daughter and they proceeded to ask questions like why I was there serving people when my stepfather was Alpha of the Greyhound pack. I just rewarded them with smiles.
It's past ten now, and the diner has closed for the day so I stop to drink some water. But Matteo is already there and he's holding out a bottle of water to me.
"Thanks," I say after accepting the water from him.
"You're welcome," he winks at me and stares as I drink the water.
My cheeks flush a little because I'm having the awareness of my appearance since his eyes are on me. He's cute and more of a quiet person. And that's what makes him times two attractive.
"You did great today, Kristen." He commends with his eyes never looking away from me.
"And you flatter me," a small smile spreads across my lips as I throw the empty bottle into a nearby trash bin.
"So you're really serious about working here full-time?" He uplifts a brow at me.
And I give him a firm nod.
"Someone upset you? Because Alpha Calhoun has several diners and hotels everywhere but you chose to work here of all places." Matteo rests his back on the counter behind him and folds his arms across his chest.
"I just don't fit in here," my hands reach to push a strand of hair behind my ear.
"What do you mean?" Matteo's eyes are basked in curiosity right now.
"I just don't like it here and I can't wait to return to school. It's in nineteen days, that's why I want to work full-time until it's all over. I want the days to run by quickly," because I cannot stand my stepfather who's had sex with me twice and he's also my mate. I almost add but I bite down on my bottom lip.
"I see," Matteo's eyes lower in a thoughtful squint.
And I don't say anything else. I just grab my bag to leave.
"See you tomorrow at 8 AM, Kristen," Matteo smiles at me as I take my leave, and I wave at him a little before making my way
out.
Mom's car isn't moving as I try to start it. It just makes a screeching noise and then stops. For more than twenty minutes, all my efforts are futile.
Cursing so deeply, I hop out of the car and press the key to keep it locked. It's just so frustrating the car is faulty, of all the timing in the world. Now I have no choice but to leave it right here and return with car repairers tomorrow.
It's quiet on this side with barely anyone out. Upon taking a peek at my wristwatch, I let out a frustrated groan. It's eleven PM already, too late to be out alone.
Not wanting to shift and run, I chose to stay in my human form and head back home. I don't even know how to get back but I know there's a bus station ten minutes away from here, I could get help from there back to the estate.
Puffing a low breath, I start my journey to the bus station. It's cold and the sky seems darker than normal, which gives out that there'd be a downpour, so I hasten my steps in order to get to the bus station as quickly as possible.
While walking at a fast pace, my shoe gets stuck on a gum, restraining me from going further.
"Shit!" I curse out loud and it's the same time there's a clap of thunder in the sky.
Taking my foot off the shoe, I squat and try to remove it from the chewing gum, but it's harder than I expected.
"Who in God's name tosses their gum on the floor like that!? It's absolutely unhygienic!" It's so frustrating to the extent that I start clenching my teeth.
Something tells me to just abandon the shoe and head to the estate like that since it's late and dangerous for a female like me to be out here alone. I can't even see anyone.
After several minutes of trying, I succeed in getting my shoe off the gum. And I slip my foot into the shoe and run as fast as my legs can carry me.
Five more minutes and I'll get to the bus station. I can even see it all the way from here.
I am still running when two pairs of hands suddenly grab me and pull me into a corner.
I try to scream for help but a beefy hand gets clamped over my mouth, making all my screams go muffled.
My heart is thudding in my chest from the fear of getting kidnapped.
I try to break free but they're stronger, even my wolf is no match for mine because the strength from their bodies eclipses mine. After hurriedly tying a piece of rope around my hands, they press me into a nearby wall, making my face get crunched against the wall. I can't even wince in pain because a hand is still securing my mouth.
It doesn't help that my fear has increased into a full volume. I'm all here alone with two men and there's no one to come rescue me. I've never been this afraid before.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the pretty stepdaughter of Alpha Calhoun." This is from someone who I assume to be the leader because I can't turn around to take a look at him when my face is still pressed to the wall.
"I'm going to take my hand off your mouth and if you dare scream, you'll be sorry," the guy holding me threatens.
And with tears brimming in my eyes, I nod flippantly.
"Good girl," he slurs and kisses my exposed shoulder. This repulses me.
When he finally lets go of my mouth, I turn around to see all three of them. It's dark but I still know what they look like. They're all burly men except the one in the middle who's skinny as if he's sick.
"What do you want from me?" My voice is shaky from fright.
"Aren't you a pretty little thing?" The middle guy asks and at this, I discern he's the leader. It was he who spoke at first.
"You can take my bag, there's some money in there and even my phone. But please just let me go," I implore.
The three of them are silent as they observe me, and then burst into laughter like maniacs.
"You really think we all want your money or your phone? Nah, that's nothing." The leader nears my side and grabs a handful of my hair.
A scream threatens to tear out of my throat but I suppress it. What I am more afraid of right now is getting raped by these men, because that's what their leader is trying to imply.
"Fcking you would be like fcking the Luna because you're her daughter," he scoffs.
I am afraid of getting raped but what he just mentioned is disgusting.
He commands his men to hold me, while he unties my hands and pushes me to a pole with a fluctuating security light. Then he ties my hands around the pole, so I won't escape.
"Just let me go, please." I break out into sobs, my stomach is already forming knots, "please!"
"Shut up!" He smacks me hard in the face, and my cheeks prickle from the pain.
"Don't do this.." my body is trembling so hard right now, from the fear of getting raped by three men in one night.
He licks my cheek, the one he slapped. And his breath is awful as if he hadn't brushed in three days.
"You were amazing at the pack run, Kristen. I fantasized about fcking you until you'll pass out, and today I was given that chance when I saw you roaming about the streets with no bodyguards. Just alone." He adds and places his hand on my butt without any form of decency.
"Stop.. please. I beg of you.." the tears are starting to drop down my cheeks right now. Getting touched inappropriately is one of the worst things that can happen to a girl. Speak more of the impending rape.
"Just calm down and be a good girl, Kristen." He rubs his hands on my thighs and his men laugh some more.
I am not given the chance to cry out as a rag is stuffed in my mouth, to restrain them.
The skinny man is touching every part of my body that he likes. His hands are moving from my bosoms to my stomach and back
to my butt.
This torture is even worse than death.
"Boss, what will you do after we've fcked her to our satisfaction?" One of the burly men asks.
"Alpha Calhoun would knock our heads off our bodies if he finds out, so we'll kill her and dump her body in a bush." He's still groping my body while he responds.
And my heart jumps in my chest.
They're going to kill me.
No!
The tears are gushing down like rain. I cannot even control it anymore. They're going to kill me after raping me to their satisfaction.
Is this how my life would end?
Or it's Karma wanting to teach me a lesson for sleeping with Alpha Calhoun for the second time.
My body is trembling non-stopping as the remaining two men come to touch me with their own hands.
It's so nauseating that I almost throw up from fear and disgust. This is way too much to happen in one night.
What did I ever do to deserve this?
It hurts, it hurts so bad.
Getting touched by men who plan on killing me.
It's best they just kill me without even raping me.
Why didn't I drive back home after getting done at the hair salon?
Why did I ever go to Rob's diner to work as a waitress?
And why did I refuse to leave after I was told to return the next morning to start full-time?
This torture I am going through would've been avoided if I hadn't been so stubborn.
A drizzle is pouring right now, they don't even stop touching me.
My cheeks are wet with tears and my eyes are puffy from crying. Even a booger is dripping from my nose.
Someone slips down my shorts and spanks my ass.
"It's so soft and succulent," he murmurs and rubs his calloused hands on my bare butt, toying with my g-string for a few
seconds.
The tears are still dropping, my heart is still pounding, and my body keeps trembling, yet there's no sign of anyone coming this
way.
How could the moon goddess let such ill fate befall me? I just want to die, rather than keep going through all these earth- shattering experiences.
"Just stay still and be a good girl?" The leader of the trio finally lets go of my butt, and then he pushes the rest of the men away
from me.
I am struggling to untie my hands from the ropes right now because he's stripping down to his boxers.
"You'll be fcked the way you've never been fcked before, Kristen," his chuckle is cut short when a big black wolf dives him,
and the two of them collide into a huge dumpster.
Despite the heavy breaths flowing through my nostrils, I can feel him.
It's Calhoun.