Chapter 36 Prey in the Wild
Isabella’s POV
I didn’t know how long I had been walking. Hours? Days maybe? But every step through the forest felt like walking through hell.
My legs shook violently, barely able to hold my weight as the torn remains of my gown clung to my thighs, soaked with blood that still hadn’t stopped flowing.
With every movement, fresh, wicked pain was sent through my abdomen—nothing but a cruel reminder that my baby was gone. That I had lost the only innocent thing in this nightmare.
“I’m sorry…” I muttered more to myself than anyone as I clutched my stomach with both arms. “I’m so sorry, little one. Mommy tried… I tried to protect you…”
Tears kept streaming down my cheeks, silent and endless. My throat was too raw from screaming Landon’s name at the gate, not to mention my scalp still burning wickedly where he had dragged me by my hair.
Where was I supposed to go now?
My bastard father had abandoned me the day Landon took me as his slave. No pack would take in a banished rogue, especially one freshly thrown out by the Alpha of Silver Moon.
The wild lands beyond the border were completely lawless—filled with dangerous rogues, bandits…and worse.
Still, I kept walking. Because stopping to rest for even a second meant dying right there in the dirt—
“Grrrrrraaah!”
The sound of a guttural howl echoed somewhere in the distance, cutting through my haze of thoughts. I froze instantly, my heart pounding like a war drum.
“Rrrrrrr…”
Another howl thundered through again, closer this time, male voices carried on the wind, followed by the sound of heavy boots crunching through the bushes.
“No… please, not now…”
I tried to move faster, but my legs gave out. Instead, I stumbled and fell hard against a tree, my back slamming violently against it. The pain in my abdomen flared violently, making me gasp and fall over.
“Fuckkk!!”
The words ripped out of me without meaning to as I fell. I could smell them now—the dangerous scent of wild, hungry rogues.
Before I could react, three large figures emerged from the trees, their eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. They were all male, heavily built, their whole bodies scarred from countless wars.
“Well…well…” A tall, scarred figure with a cruel face and wild black hair stepped forward, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled deeply. “What do we have here?” His voice was a low growl, dripping with wicked amusement…
“….a little she-wolf all alone… and bleeding.”
The other two laughed, circling me in slow, deliberate movements. One of them licked his lips as his eyes raked over me hungrily.
“She’s still dripping. Lost a pup, did you, sweetheart? Awwn…poor thing. We can help you forget all about it.”
I staggered backwards against the tree, trying to move as far away as possible from them. “Please… stay away from me. I’m not… I’m not looking for trouble.”
A humourless laughter tore out of their Leader—a low, ugly sound that sent chills through me as he stepped even closer, his massive frame towering over me.
“Looks like you’ve been banished, rogue bitch. You reek of Silver Moon. Did that bastard Landon finally throw you out? Or did you run away after he fucked you raw?”
His hand shot out and grabbed my chin, forcing my face until I had no choice but to meet his eyes. His breath was disgusting as he leaned in, “Doesn’t matter, because you’re ours now. A pretty little thing like you, still bleeding and weak… we’re going to have a whole lot of fun.”
My legs moved on instinct as I tried to run away, but he was too strong. One of the others grabbed my arm, yanking me forward.
The next thing I felt was the sound of my gown ripped apart as rough hands pawed at my body, squeezing my breasts, sliding between my legs where I was still dropping with blood of the miscarriage.
“No! Please—don’t touch me!” I screamed, struggling weakly against their rough grip, but my body was too broken to fight properly. “I just lost my baby… please, have mercy…”
“Mercy?” The leader sneered, shoving me down onto the forest floor. “Rogues don’t deserve to get any mercy…especially because you’re nothing but a hole now. And we’re going to use every one of them.”
Before I could open my mouth to plead more, he dropped to his knees between my legs, already unbuckling his pants. The other two held my arms down, laughing as I struggled weakly against their brutal grip.
The leader’s thick, hard cock sprang free, ugly and veined. He stroked himself once, his eyes gleaming with dark desire.
“Hold her still!” He ordered. “I want to feel how tight she is right after losing that pup.”
“Please! No…! Please let me go!”
I screamed again, my voice coming out desperate and broken as he positioned himself at my entrance.
This was how my entire world was going to end—violated and discarded in the dirt by bastard rogues, after everything I had already suffered at the hands of Landon.
“Please… not like this…” I whispered brokenly, my voice barely audible. “Not like this…”
The leader gripped my thighs, forcing them wider. The next thing I felt was the blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance, ready to thrust in.
Then—
“Grrrrrraaah!!!!”
A distant, powerful howl cut through the chaos, but this…this was different from the others. Deeper. More commanding.
“What the fuck was that?”
The leader froze instantly, lifting his head in utter disbelief.
“Sounds like a big one,” one of them muttered. “Maybe we should—“
“Shut the fuck up!” The leader snapped, but even he looked unsettled.
Another howl echoed through the night, closer this time, so close that it sent chills running down my spine. The three male rogues exchanged uneasy glances, and the one holding my left arm down loosened his grip slightly.
“Please…not like this…”
I lay there on the forest floor, trembling and barely conscious, my broken whisper repeating like a prayer in my mind.
“We’re not done with you bitch!” The leader cursed under his breath and stood up, his hard cock dangling free. “But first—“
He never finished the sentence.
Because a deep, commanding voice cut through the darkness like a blade.
“Let the girl go. Now.”