
47) Codename; Echo
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LUNA'S POV
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Something was patting my hair.
A hand?
An object?
I couldn't figure it out, for I was still floating in the dark world, shackled by its weight to damn my soul for what felt like forever.
The touching continued, the hand shifting from my head to my back.
"...bring your pet?" A manly voice asked from close by. "Aren't you afraid she'll encounter danger out there and die before any of us can spare the time to save he'd?"
"None of your concern," answered Alpha's voice. "I'll look after what belongs to me. Worry about your part of the mission."
The other male chuckled in what sounded like amusement mixed with created parts of anger.
"She's quite a pet. Caused so much chaos in less than three months of her stay there. How much more trouble do you think she'll bring to everyone in a year?"
Alpha took a sharp inhale as he dropped his other hand on my back. It seemed to be holding something like a...book.
Wow!
This fucking scoundrel could take the time of his life to read?
"We'll tame our pet. Why don't you focus on your problems and less about-"
"Give her to me," the unidentified man requested with a rare kind of confidence that spoke more than his words meant.
Alpha's condescending chuckle was very audible. He didn't even bother hiding how ridiculous he felt about the other man's proposal.
"Give her to you? And what will you do to her that I can't? Throw her a party?"
"No. That sounds wild and boring unless it's an orgy party." I could almost feel his grin. "I was thinking about something simple as fucking her every single day until all she can think of is my cock. Have you tried it? Your brother surely thinks that is the best way to tame an unruly pet."
Something stirred under my cheek, giving me the will needed to open my eyes.
It was Alpha's cock.
And it was getting harder with each passing second under the pressure of my cheek.
'I should get up.'
My blurry vision slowly cleared, letting me make out what was in front of me...someone's abdomen.
I was lying on Alpha's lap, my face to his stomach and his hands using my shoulder and head like a table, petting me occasionally like I was a freaking cat in need of his icy affection.
Gawd!
This was making me so fucking furious.
I wanted to snap and bite his cock off then watch him suffer like King had.
The gruesome punishment he had given me was a grudge waiting to be settled.
One day, sooner or later, I would have my revenge.
The hand on my scalp began moving again, his fingers massaging me with a gentleness that felt alien.
I wanted to yell at him to stop. To stab Jim with something. But, I just lay there helpless with my strength drained and my hands weaponless.
If I acted without a plan, he could easily subdue me with his pheromones. The fear I had experienced was worse than the pain he had put me through afterward.
I had zero chances of taking him down if I just pounced on him like a lunatic.
Still, fuck!
Why was he getting aroused?
I hadn't done anything.
Or could it be that he was reacting to the man he was conversing with?
Could it be that he was... gay?
"I'm not interested in such little tricks. I'll subdue her in my own ways. I don't need to lower myself to use this sinful body of hers."
'Pfft! Big talk while Lucifer very much enjoyed sticking your cock in me. Hypocrite.'
Listening to him made the fury buried deep inside my soul stir. He sounded so protective of me but was only saying that just so he could torture me again.
No.
I had to let him know that even if he cut me open and took out everything inside me, I would not bend to his will. And thus I came up with a plan. One that would have me using this stranger he was talking to.
But before that, I had to continue acting unconscious till we got to wherever we were going.
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I acted a bit too much until fell asleep. Or was I drugged again? I couldn't tell.
"It's all...gone!" I marveled at my reflection in the large mirror facing the bed.
There was not a scar left from the horrifying cuts Alpha had subjected my poor body to. Not even one.
My skin had repaired itself anew like it had when he had shot me.
Jesus!
How much animosity would he make me go through before he was satisfied?
But knowing how much time he had spent along with his brothers to follow me around in the past, I knew deep down that they would never let me go unless I was dead.
*Knock-knock*
I gasped out of shock, my head snapping in the door's direction.
Even though the room was unfamiliar and the view outside had informed me that I was now amongst the civilians, I was still trapped in an invisible cage with a visible and locked door.
I glanced around for something to use as a weapon. My eyes land on an unlit lamp by the bed.
Bingo!
As the person outside the room unlocked the door, I dashed to stand behind it, the lamp secured safely in my right hand to strike Alpha.
He would never see it coming.
"I brought you..." The person began speaking as the door slowly opened. The voice struck something in my chest and I quickly hid the lamp behind me.
He pushed it shut with just the heel of his shoe before turning his head to the side to rake my body from head to toe with those green eyes of his. Charming eyes.
He didn't have a collar, so he wasn't a pet. Judging from how he was casually speaking to Alpha, he wasn't an agent. Leaving only one other rank: the head of a certain department. But, which one?
"You're already up? I thought you would be out for another hour," he said with his eyes dropping to the tray in his hands.
Next to the bowls of food was a half-full syringe. I could guess what it was for, and be certain where it was ending up...my body.
"Who...who are you?" I feigned a little terror to make him lower his guard. I planned to use him to defy Alpha. And the best way was through that which he despised...intimacy.
If only I could get Alpha to walk in on us kissing or doing other sexual shenanigans, he would explode with fury.
The green-eyed male smiled warmly. A little too warmly. "Codename; Echo. Others are irrelevant as Aurora."
He knew who I was before becoming Luna!
My eyes darted to the shut door, putting on a scared act as if I wanted to flee before he could do anything to me. This is how I was supposed to behave, right?
Docile.
Weak.
Scared.
Obedient.
Supportive.
In need of protection.
Everything that screamed...hopeless.
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