Leah's POV
"No, Lucas. Don't..." I shouted, trying to push him away.
"Leah, my love. You're so naughty today." Lucas said as he ripped my skirt off. "You like it rough today, don't you? I feel like playing it rough today. Let's play it rough."
I could feel his hot breath on the nape of my neck, his hands gripping my hips with a force that made me gasp.
I tried to push him away, but his strength was too much for me.
I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I knew what he wanted. But I just didn't want to give it to him.
Not now. Not like this.
I wanted to use my Lycan force, but when I opened my mouth, my voice was gone.
I tried to push Lucas away, but my arms and legs became noodles.
In despair, I closed my eyes.
"Leah, stop protesting. This is your destiny." A voice appeared in my mind.
It was the same voice I heard when I was floating in the ocean.
"Moon Goddess. Are you there? Why's my voice? I can't speak right now! I can't call for help! Please help me." I shouted in my mind.
But the voice kept going on as if the Moon Goddess didn't hear my voice -
"You have to be with your husband, Leah. Your husband is in great danger. And you are the only one who can save him."
"I don't need to be saved! I only need to be heard! Hear my prayer, Moon Goddess. I don't want to have sex with this man! I hate him!" I shouted.
"Save your husband. Save your Father. Save the people in your Kingdom, Leah. Don't let me down."
As the voice faded, I choked on my own tears.
I couldn't move my arms and legs. Lucas took my silence as consent.
He pulled me closer, with his fingers embedded into my skin. I could feel his anger rising, like a storm about to break.
I knew what was coming next, and I braced myself for it. He spread my legs and got into me. Hard.
The force of the thrust sent me sprawling across the bed, with my head cracking against the door.
I felt a surge of pain, but it was nothing compared to the fear that gripped me.
"Please," she whispered silently again, tears streaming down her face. "Please, stop."
But there was still no sound coming out of my mouth.
Lucas didn't notice my despair. He never did. He climbed on top of me, with his weight crushing me.
His hands grabbed at my clothes. I could feel his desperation, his need for me. But it was a need I couldn't fulfill. Not now. Not ever. After what he had done to me, after today, I would never ever be able to love him again.
Darren? Where are you? You're always here when I need you. Can't you feel that I need your help? My tears dropped down like two rivers.
I tried again to move my arms and legs to fight him off, but it was useless.
I was completely paralyzed, and Lucas was angry like a beast.
In the end, I had to give in. I let him have his way, not because I wanted to, but because she had no other choice.
I closed her eyes and let him take me, feeling violated, feeling used, feeling empty.
When it was over, he rolled off me, panting heavily. I lay there with her body trembling. My mind became numb.
"Leah, I love you so much," Lucas mumbled as he kissed the tears on my face.
"I hate you," I said. To my surprise, I regained my voice.
"Leah, please listen to me. I really can't afford to be away from you. I've bought a new house in the suburb of Skagen City. You move in with me and I'll take care of the rest of it," Lucas said, putting on his pants.
"In your dream! I'll never move in with you." I snarled.
"So you want me to be dead." He stared at me and said. "Do you want me to be dead right now?"
"I want you to leave me alone! But things just don't happen the way I want, do it?!" I felt grumpy and put on my skirt.
I couldn't find my coat, but it just didn't matter.
I shoved Lucas away and pushed the door open, jumping out of the car.
Jorah was standing outside the door, smoking with Troy.
As soon as they saw me, they threw the cigarette on the ground.
"Leah, I'm so sorry," Troy said, taking off his coat and putting it on me.
I pushed him away.
"Don't touch me! You're supposed to protect me when I'm in danger!"
"But you weren't in danger. You were with your husband, Miss Lewyn," Jorah said.
"He's not my fucking husband!" I shouted. "I want to divorce him! And you're fired!"
Troy looked crossed.
I could see anger accumulating inside of him and he finally let it all out.
"Me?! You're blaming your failed marriage on me?! I'm sorry, I wasn't there when you decided to give up everything and get married to that jerk! If I was there, I would have tied you up and locked you up instead of letting you get married to that asshole! If only you were my sister, Leah!"
Troy threw his arms in the air angrily as he was yelling at me.
Then, before I could say anything more harmful, he opened the car door and said, "Please get inside, Miss Lewyn."
"I don't want to get into the car!" I was furious.
Troy said in a cold voice, "Miss Lewyn, technically speaking, I don't work for you. I work for His Highness Alpha Lucian. So you don't have the right to fire me. So now, get into the car right now and I'll take you home."
"I don't want to go home!" I raised my voice.
"He will come with me," Lucas said behind me.
"No, I don't want to go with you!" I shouted at him.
"So where are you going?!" Troy asked.
"I don't know! I don't care! I'm going to walk away now and none of you follow me. Do you understand?!" I shouted.
Then, I pushed Troy away and walked off.
Jorah mumbled, "Miss Lewyn..."
"Shut up, Jorah!" I cut him short in my Lycan voice. "Tell Lucas that Troy will pay for his new damn car. From now on, I don't owe him anything!"