Selena saw the brown wolf slip into the trees. Running farther and farther into the shadowy depths of the forest, she roused her hurting muscles and fled the area that had given her the momentary luxury of calm. Her feet and flesh were scraped and sliced by branches hanging from the trees. Her frail body was being propelled through the thick woodland only by adrenaline and the warm sensation of being rescued from the horrific nightmare.
Selena jumped in terror at the unexpected sound of a bike in the distance behind her. She knew they were catching up to her, but it didn't matter. Nancy was free. She swiftly turned back and frantically searched the trees for her pursuers. She could only see trees and the sun, with the humming of the motorbikes growing gradually closer to her with each passing second.
Selena made a beeline for a small, hollowed-out alcove in the base of a nearby tree that was only big enough for one person. She threw her body into the space and rolled around in the leaves to hide from view. She lay as calm as she could and waited for the guards to arrive and depart fast hoping she might still get away from them and reach the highway. Selena's tears trickled down her grimy face as she mused over whether she would survive to reach the day's end.
As the whining of a motorbike came to a stop just a few feet away from her small hiding place, the worry and fear in her body multiplied tenfold. Only a few feet away from his victim, a man in all black, sporting a matching black motorbike helmet and shoulder strap-mounted submachine gun, got off the bike. He went around, checking the surrounding woods, but all he could hear was the rustle of leaves and sticks.
He mounted aboard his bike and once more sped into the woods, cursing under his breath about being put on a wild goose chase of the Alpha's whore. Raindrops were falling through the branches slowly. Selena's eyes tightened as she welcomed the rain as it would wash off her scent. Her tired and pained body moved slowly. Her arms were stiff. As she gently made her way out of the temporary shelter, she peered around the trees to see if there was any sign that anyone was in the woods. However, the rain's gentle tapping against the leaves stopped her from hearing the motorbikes.
Selena made her way through the trees in silence. She struggled through the woods carefully, leaving her footprints melded and squashed by the muck. She was hoping they would give up looking for her in the woods and call off the search while her mind raced with ideas. Since the dramatic morning, it had seemed like an eternity. Selena welcomed it, grateful for the additional cover from being seen as the skies grew darker and the woods were even more unsettling than before.
The soggy ground beneath her feet suddenly gave way. She slid down the muddy embankment, landing in the mud from the storm, trying not to scream or call out for fear of being heard by the hunters. Selena thought to herself, her backside caked in mud and grime, "Just amazing."
As she hesitantly opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the road beyond the trees. She strained in the dirt as she rolled around with renewed vigour. She moved cautiously ahead, worried that everything was a trap. She took a deep breath and moved cautiously because she was torn between leaving the dark, dense woods and going into the open road. She started crawling down the street on her worn-out, exhausted feet.
'It's so dark,' she thought to herself as she searched for any clue that would show where she was or how far away she was. Her eyes widened as she scanned the distance down the road and spotted a group of tiny lights.
Wolves! She thought. As the black SUV halted in front of her, her instincts screamed.
"PLEASE LET ME GO!" As the two big men took Selena by her arms into the car, she shouted at the top of her lungs.
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Never put your hand inside a wild animal's cage. As he reached to pull Selena from the car, Cayden had that thought in mind. Hours had passed while he waited for his troops to phone and tell him they had caught her.
She cried, "Don't touch me," but her voice was raspy. Bleary-eyed and exhausted, she punched and kicked. She would not surrender easily.
He tightened his teeth and screamed, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
His nose bled. After wiping off the blood, he yelled for Max. "Max, lend me a hand?"
This vixen needed some lesson on how to behave.
She shouted, "Motherfucker!" and started kicking and slapping at them as they both knelt inside the car to get her out. The SUV was parked in his garage.
Max shook his head and said, "I should have tied her up."
Sweat streamed down poor Max's brow, and Cayden strained to contain his laughter.
"What happened to the other one?" Cayden enquired.
"We're still trying to find her. I warned you against taking off her collar. She couldn't have gone very far, so I alerted the other packs in the area."
Selena was overcome with a wave of relief at their comments. Hours had passed. Nancy would have been well beyond their reach by this point. "Bend her over the hood," Cayden commanded after Max had her out of the car.
Max completed the task with little effort. His six foot, two-inch frame, which was nothing but a solid mass of muscle, didn't even need to try very hard to hold Selena over the hood and keep her in a position now that she wasn't in the backseat and at an awkward angle for them to grab a hold of.
She cried out as she struggled to escape Max's hold, "Let me go." The beast of a man easily shifted to the side, holding her against the hood while grabbing her hands in his.
Cayden unbuckled his belt and swiftly swung it through the loops.
Max laughed and replied, "You better not hit me with that belt."
Cayden guffawed. "Don't worry, I have a better target in my mind."
Selena didn't say anything, but he could see how quickly she was breathing and nearly heard the inaudible curses she was muttering to herself. A part of him yearned to hear what she had to say. Even though his nose hurt, he found her disobedience and fury to be incredibly attractive.
"Take her clothes off," Cayden commanded.
Selena did not stop Max from doing so. Her damp flesh was rubbed by the frigid basement parking air. Even though the sight of her standing there naked almost made Cayden gasp for air, he had to focus on punishing her. Was it essential for him to strip her naked for this? No. But he liked her this way.
He cautioned, "I'm not a man you can screw with."
It was genuinely lovely to hear leather against her behind. He slapped her bare ass repeatedly with the belt. She rose to her feet and strained with each whip of his belt, but she did not beg for mercy. Stronger guys two times her size would have screamed for him to quit by this point.
Not Selena though.
With every strike of his leather, he could hear her gasp, and he could see her wince, but she never begged. Max prevented her from moving, but he suspected that whether he had been holding her still, she would have given in to his lashing.
He ended this punishment as welts appeared on her white cheeks. If he didn't stop immediately, he would have to plunge his cock deep inside of her, right there on the car's hood. His cock was raging hard. Despite being a filthy, kinky bastard, Cayden didn't want to take her in front of Max.
"Will you obey if I stop?" He questioned, prepared to lash the belt once again if necessary.
She nodded.
"I can't hear you."
"Yes," she replied in a tone that was both too casual and completely devoid of fear as she lay over the hood.
"Now, this would have never happened if you had been a nice girl and not tried to run from me," Cayden said, pulling his belt back.
He could see the 'fuck you' burn in her eyes as she bit her lip, but she maintained her composure.
"You suppose I was trying to get away?" she murmured.
"What else were you trying to do?" Cayden arched an eyebrow.
She laughed. Her backside was sore and despite being vulnerable and naked again, she had won.
"I wasn't trying to escape you. I was just buying some time so that Nancy could get out of your clutches. You were so focused on me that gave her the time to go far beyond your reach. You didn't find her, right?" She smirked. " And you never will."
Cayden narrowed his eyes. Her words hit him like a tonne of bricks. He had never met a woman like her before. Putting herself in danger for someone else. She was extremely loyal or stupid.
"Take her to the dungeon. Keep her tied up." He commanded.
She didn't push back or struggle. She didn't do anything but tilt her head to look forwards as she was led inside. She was obedient, or she was putting on a fantastic performance.