Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha

Chapter 159

Chapter 159: My Saviors My Doom (ii)

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{Warning Trigger Content}

Lucas’s POV

The one behind me shoved hard, and I stumbled forward, barely catching myself on my palms before I could slam face-first into the ground.

"Fuck, what a nice ass you got there," he said, his voice like velvet soaked in gravel. "Can’t wait to fuck it."

Wait—what?

"No, no, I—" I started, but my words vanished as a hand landed hard on my ass with a loud smack. The pain bloomed instantly. Not playful. Not flirtatious. It felt like a warning.

They didn’t seem to care.

Another sharp smack hit my ass, pain flaring across the skin. I gasped, not in pleasure—this wasn’t teasing anymore. It stung like punishment.

Before I could twist around, the guy in front of me stepped closer. His fingers curled under my chin and forced my face up. I looked into his eyes—and that’s when everything changed.

They weren’t brown like I remembered.

They weren’t even human.

His irises glowed—soft, gold-yellow, like molten light trapped under glass. His pupils were stretched and thin like a predator’s.

"Then I’ll take his pretty little mouth," the one in front purred.

His eyes were wrong. Not like before. They glowed, golden and hot, lit from within like molten metal. Like something ancient. Something hunting.

"I—I thought—" I choked out.

His hand grabbed my jaw, fingers strong and bruising as he forced my mouth open.

"You thought wrong?" he whispered, grinning. "Sweetheart, you’re in Memoville. You’re lucky we don’t rip you apart."

The one behind me grabbed my hips, yanking them up while shoving my shoulders down. My back arched painfully. Cold spread through my chest like melting ice.

"We like to play with our food."

Panic clawed up my throat.

I tried to scramble forward, but a clawed hand caught my ankle and dragged me back.

Not fingers.

Claws.

The weight of the guy in front of me pinned me. He pressed his body against my head, his cock hard and grinding against my cheek.

"You’ll learn to open your mouth when we tell you."

"Please," I whispered.

But they weren’t listening. Or maybe they were, and just didn’t care.

The one behind me leaned in, breath hot and reeking of iron. "Humans don’t say ’please’ here. They obey."

He grabbed the back of my neck and licked a stripe up my spine.

I shook.

trembling from holding myself up. My knees scraped the floor. My mind raced in

man. "You’re in Memoville, sweetheart. You should be grateful we’re not

A sick laugh followed.

mean? Why was my heart beating so fast, not from arousal

Fear.

Real, primal fear.

shirt was yanked up. My skin burned as cold air hit it, followed by

I whimpered.

one," the one behind me

one in front said with a mocking laugh. "Like a good little

cock even though it had gone soft. It twitched involuntarily. My body was still betraying me, reacting to touches that

my life. This wasn’t sex. This

Something darker.

now. The way the vampire girl had toyed with me earlier, how everyone in this school seemed... off. Too beautiful. Too

Too inhuman.

wasn’t part of their world. I was part of

and twisted my arms behind my back, forcing my

say yes—" I gasped, but a hand shoved into

to be ready?" the one in

he forced his

The fingers were thick, calloused, tasting of salt

how warm he is," the one behind me whispered. "Still soft. Still untouched. They’re always best when they’re

veal," the

one holding my arms yanked them up painfully. My shoulder blades

front whispered, removing

Their heat pressed against me, and

came the words

they cry. It makes the blood

blood turned

what are you?"

claws—actual claws—ripped

didn’t scream. Not

not from

I was prey.

hadn’t even realized I’d walked

wasn’t just dangerous. It was a

Vampires fed on blood.

Werewolves?

They fed on pleasure.

On pain.

On us.

ghosted the back of my neck. Then he

Not deep. Just enough to

Just enough to claim.

jerked, but it only made them

thing," one murmured. "He’ll

kind that

sting deep—and

hard. I hated that I was still

my eyes, but I bit my lip until it

me said, tongue dragging along my spine. "The

teeth—canines. Long.

"And don’t worry, pretty thing. We’ll train you. You’ll even thank

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