Warning: The following chapter will present rape. Reader discretion is advised.

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It was time.

There was no way I can get out of this. If I want to survive, I have to do as he says or else... I'm finished. I never asked to be apart of this world, hell... never imagined I'd be in it. But I am, I don't have a choice as I'm stuck to bid my time until I die. Even if I wanted to escape, there's no way. I'm sure Midas has already warned his men to not let me leave the premises without someone accompanying me.

A knock catches my attention, leaving me bereft with my dark thoughts to ignore for now. It must be the three women who are here to help me.

I open the door and I am greeted by a woman who's older beyond my years. Wisdom and knowledge wrinkles in every corner as she softly smiles at me with warm regard. I admit, I haven't seen a friendly smile from a stranger in so long. There is a genuine kindness in her demeanor the way she regards me. Two other woman stand behind her, younger, maybe younger than me.

"Hello Winter, my name is Frieda. These two are my grand daughters. We will be helping you for the ceremony tonight." I say nothing but nod my head and allow them entry into Midas's home.

"Girls set the items on the table and begin preparing. You know what to do." The two young girls leave and begin what they were told. I go to sit on the couch, my hands begin to slightly tremble. I knew it was coming, I just never expected it to come so soon. Frieda Sita on the other side of me with a smile still on her face. I wonder how many times she has performed these exact duties for the past Luna's. I watch the girls do things in unfamiliar with, such precision and patience to complete the task of serving a female up to a Lycan like a piece of meat. I'm curious to know if anyone has attempted this with Midas but I don't dare ask.

"You are his first." I turn to face Frieda dumbfounded she was bolden to tell me this. Feeling creeped that she could read my mind.

"I don't read minds, it's not like this job doesn't come with knowledge of how a girl feels. Your face gave you away as well."

"No ones attempted to try for Midas?"

"There were many who wanted the position. Some presented by the current alpha, his father. But each time, Midas turned them down except for one."

"Who." I don't know why I ask, maybe the morbid side of me just wants to know an enemy's secrets. I don't know him, he doesn't know me. He barely speaks to me unless it's to smack me in the face.

"Ayesha, although, I'm not surprised. They were friends since childhood. That girl is in love with him we all thought they would be together. Everyone hoped for Ayesha to become our Luna. She was prepared for the ceremony if Midas had asked her too although we all know it's not possible due to their intimacy." My wolf growls lowly, anger bubbling inside of her. I can't understand why the jealousy but I couldn't help it. It's as if two side inside me are battling out in a war of emotions. The reasonable side of me wants nothing to do with Midas, hell, he can keep Ayesha all he wants if she can satisfy him instead of I.

However, the crazy illogical wolf that is burning with rage of jealousy wants to rip the whore in half. Even her sadistic side wants to toy around with her, keep her as a toy then feed her to the dogs to fuck and impregnate her into a shell of nothing. Only for Midas to see she is nothing compared to me. It's a battle I'm afraid my wolf might win if I don't reel her into the reality of our situation.

"He was never going to pick her."

"Is that so?" I ask, not daring to believe that I would be so lucky he held onto hope. My wolf beams in excitement, she wants her mate to want us.

"It was as if his Lycan knew his real Luna was out there. Who would have thought a Lycan with a soulmate."

Soul mates.

The word burns me, I wish it had no meaning to my life anymore. But it does, I can't run from that fact in my life. He's going to be in it for better and for worse, definitely worse.

"It's ready grandmother." One of the girls speak, standing while bowing her head in respect for her elder.

"It is time." In a last minute attempt to stall the process. I jump up in total anxiousness.

"Wait, I hold no virtue. How can I possibly perform if I do not bleed in front of the pack? Nor do I have a dress, we all know I must wear a dress for the ceremony!" I didn't even know if that part is true, I only remember as a rumor of some sort. But I was just trying to prolong the inevitable.

"Don't worry, you believe the alpha were able to withhold from their females in the past? That's where I come in my dear girl. As for the dress, we've brought fabric of all colors for you to choose. Any of them, just pick and we'll make it into perfection."

"No!"

"No?" I'm losing control as the minute passes by but if there is one thing I know I can control with my two capable hands, it's the dress.

"I will make my dress."

"We barely have the time to teach you—"

"I already know how," I look towards the white fabric, it's simple yet soft. Perfect to make the material flow on my body as if clouds hide my flesh.

"It won't take long." I get to work on the material immediately. It doesn't take me long, I've done this for years and I can always see ahead of what forms in front of me. I know the lay out of my body so I never need assistance in measurements or corrections or second hands.

I just know what I want.

By the time I finish, the dress is flowing around my body as I try it on. It's thin in places that will entice the eye but not revealing to feel like a cheap woman.

I take it off because now, it is time to prepare. I can't make up another excuse. It's going to happen, I'm not going to fight anymore. I just have to let it be. The three women gather around to prepare my body to be feasted on when Midas rips the dress.

"Ow!" One of the young girls cry out as she touches my skin. Worry is spread across her face when she looks at my skin as if I had burned her.

"Why are you cold as if you have been kissed by death itself?" She questions out, I don't give an answer except shrugging.

"Hush girl," Frieda scolds her granddaughter who looks ashamed for asking me such a thing. They spread elixirs of fragrant oils all over my body. They strip me down from any hair that was grown in the last decade of my life. I've never tried to take the hairs off of my body. I felt like a child but I suppose to give a clear view of my pussy being torn red as prof of my virtue.

Then the apply colorful paint on my face and body. Such elegant technique from one of the girls, she takes great consideration of her work that I'm sadden it will be ruined by Midas. I don't know how long it took, but the day has fallen and the night is here.

I might not survive or I might live. I don't know which is worse. But in the moment of weakness, I pray to her, I pray to my goddess to spare me of the misery, to let death take me quickly if I must die. If I must feel pain, then I accept my fate but I don't want to live if I must face humiliation. What could be worse than death? I hear nothing but my thoughts with my wolf not muttering a sound. She is silent, is she gone because the end is near? Has she abandoned me as well? I knew I could face the world alone, but I don't want to be alone without her.

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As I leave the home that I may or may not see. I walk towards the trail that is lit by fallen petals that glow beneath the moonlight. A full moon it seems, it means the wild will rise tonight and Midas will be out of his mind.

I was told to drink the tea the women have prepared so I may forget it all. I would not feel anything nor see anything when Midas lays his hands on me.

I declined, I will remember and feel death welcome when I no longer feel like fighting. I dread the moment I take my last step. Midas isn't heat, but I hear the Huns of the people begin their hymn as Midas walks down the other path. He has paint all over his body in the color of gold, it glisten in the fire embers that spark against his skin.

He walks as if he is a god and in this moment, I can feel the power that radiates within him and for the first time in my life, I fear him.

I cry to the goddess to strike her powers down on me and take my life now. I don't want this, I don't want any of this. No one moves to save me and I can't leave because the females will kill me and I rather be killed by the moon herself.

I look up into the light hoping she would take me in her arms and end this endless suffering.
When Midas stand in front of me, the hymns stop and there is nothing but the breaths that we take.

"As decrease by Lycan law, he must prove he is worthy to be our alpha for we do not reserve the birthright unlike wolves who blessed by the moon. No matter if a Lycan has a soulmate." It felt like a dog towards me, as if I must be punished for being given to Midas by the moon.

She chose this path for me, she chose him as my mate. There must be reason to her logic, if she won't save me because I ask then no one will.

"Midas Elhorn, son Titus Elhorn, prove you are an alpha worthy to protect us, to lead us and defend the weak to the strong.  Prove to the god of Odin that his children are the superior beings!" Cheers from the crowd of both male and females loudly chant in acceptance of a new alpha in charge. This isn't about being an alpha I realize, this proving to the goddess that they are better than her children because she turned her back on the beasts who needed her guidance.

I am the child they wish to tear and they want my blood to bathe the land as her moon glows. I look at Midas hoping he may fight this, to not do this, to change his ways for once and not follow the law of Lycans. I wish he could hear me, hear my heart, but those cold eyes don't change the truth; he doesn't care.

"Come to me Winter." I won't fight, this will happen.

There is fur placed around us, the fire blazes on while the hymns have returned. Everyone will watch on in anticipation, it's as if they are eager for my demise. Is this how the Luna's all felt? Like a bitch in a ring to be showcased as a prize to later be destroyed at the hands of Lycans?

"No sound, no eye contact." He whispers in my ear, I felt as though there was a care in his tone but it must have been merely imagination due to fear wrenching havoc throughout my body.

He pushes me onto the flow, lifting my dress the exposes the bare pussy. I'm smooth all over and Midas takes the time to feel my skin. He still hisses when he touches me, I guess fear doesn't hide the fact I'm still cold all over.  He spread my legs wide where everyone now has a view of me, the male Lycan growl in lust for what isn't theirs. Midas roars our in a wanting for ousting after what's his.

He brings a bottle out opening the it to spill the contents out onto my womanhood. The minute it touches my skin a warming sensation awakens inside of me. He touches me there, spreading it all over me. Without a warning, he enters inside me. Even still, I'm not used to his size and it hurts. The pain still hurts no matter what he does, he's fast and angry, everyone howls in the air where the moon still glows on us. But as soon as he continues, the oil seems to have dried quickly and I'm fucked raw. The pain takes over and I can't do anything to stop this.

The pain erupts through my body and I can only bite my lip and hold onto the fur.

"Stop!" The elder howls our stopping Midas from moving, once he enters out of time, the elder checks me, he looks towards Midas and then me. Did blood spill? I wonder, if it didn't the females are waiting to sink their teeth in me.

"It seems you do have patience Midas. Continue."

Midas nods his head and I can see the females are visibly upset, even Ayesha is unhappy. She must hate me for taking the love of her life. Before I could comprehend what is going on, Midas flips me onto my front, ripping the dress I worked so hard on. There's no stopping him now. I'm exposed to the pack to see my naked painted glory. I hear gasps all around me, I don't know at what but I fear to see what they see.

Midas forced my face down onto the ground of fur, lifts my ass in the air and enters into the back of my ass. I bite my tongue as to not scream from the pain the erupts from the back. I feel as if my body is being ripped apart from the inside and out. As he moves faster, a side of him comes out that I have never seen before. Both man and beast come as one and the real fucking begins. He doesn't let me react to his member, he goes in and out of me immediately pushing my neck further into the ground fucking me like a wild animal.

Each movement burns inside me and for once, Midas was able to make me feel hot. He must be what hell feels like, I guess my prayers will be ignored. My goddess must truly have forsaken me, does she find me unworthy of her love? The moon no longer feels like a warm embrace any longer. And then, the sound of my wolf rings through my mind. The resolve within her scares me. I've never felt her this angered by the moon before. The anger radiates within me and I feel a new resolve. Midas must finish but those females want me to fail. When I look up to the crowd their face suddenly goes blank, no longer a smug smirk in Ayesha, her eyes of anger mixed with glass is replaced by sheer fear.

I stand myself upright on my hands like a bitch they want me presented as, baring the pain as I feel warm liquid fall between my legs. The pain pushing me forward to stare each member of this pack. They no longer chant in apparaisal of their alpha but silence, they know their alpha but they will know their Luna.

I stare at Ayesha down, she wants him, she'll never have him, truly never, his whore yes. But never my position. This pain, I understand now, they said I can't look in the alpha's eye. I won't, but I will look at all of the beasts in this circle of death. They want me to diminish into nothingness because they relish in the moon losing her child.

Never!

"He is your alpha!" They gasp loudly, the elders look towards me as if I just committed a sin.

"But I. Am. Your. Luna!" I growl out in both my human and wolf, she is here with me. She will never leave me, I understand now, I take the ass fucking. I would have expected Midas to stop but he doesn't, in fact, his Lycan growls in approval, I know it's him. His touch moves differently now. Midas lowers his head to nip my ear in such an affectionate manner the men look almost in uncomfortableness. The last movement ends with Midas grunting in full force cumming into my ass. My legs wobble, my body trembles in the aftershock of excruciating agony.

"Don't move..." his Lycan whispers, wanting me to kay but I won't lay down like a bitch. I stand despite the pain the erupts all over me. I finally cry out as I move up, I can see their look of guilt and mortified disgust.  As I stand to my full height, something within me snaps and I jump onto Ayesha and scratch her face.

"What the bloody hell are you doing you fucking bitch!" One of the elders growl out as I turn to face him with my own set of teeth. My wolf will not be having the disrespect.

"Did you disrespect my Luna?" In such a calm manner, his Lycan stands before the elders in a manner that terrifies them like little shits. The cries of Ayesha brings joy to my ears as her face bleeds in mutilation by my hands.

"N-no... I..."

"A disrespect to the Luna is punishable by loss of a hand Elder..." Roland stands by his brother side, a beta ready in defense for his brother and leader.

"Take him." No one argues against the Alpha, two men walk up the elder and take him away to be punished. Midas has proven his leadership, no one will defy him now. What's done is done, it's their law.

"Winter..." I haven't screamed nor cry but whatever hope I had left is gone by a single tear that falls to land on the soiled ground. I walk away in pain, holding onto whatever dignity I have left within me.

I am Luna now, but I'm not his mate anymore and he knows it.