Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha
Chapter 160
Chapter 160: Monsters And Their Prey
My jeans were unzipped now, underwear yanked down just enough to expose what they wanted. The cold air bit into my skin, and shame flushed over me hotter than anything else. One of them reached around and grabbed me again—my cock still betraying me, semi-hard despite everything.
"Sick little thing," the one behind me laughed. "Still leaking."
"Don’t worry," the other added, his voice almost tender. "They all confuse fear for lust at first."
Tears stung the corners of my eyes.
This isn’t happening. This isn’t sex. This is a game I already lost.
I bit my lip harder—so hard I tasted blood again. But still didn’t speak.
I wouldn’t beg. Not yet.
Then, somewhere outside—through the stone walls or metal vents—I heard it:
A scream.
It wasn’t mine.
It was human.
Young. Fragile. Full of desperation.
Someone crying.
A voice sobbed something over and over—"Please stop, I’ll do anything, please—"
I froze. My stomach turned.
The two around me chuckled.
"Another freshman," the one holding my hips said. "They cry louder when they still believe someone’s coming to save them."
The other leaned down again, close enough to press his lips against my ear.
"No one is coming," he whispered.
Then he licked the tear from my cheek.
They used their hands, their mouths, their claws—testing me, hurting me just enough to leave marks. One of them bit my shoulder hard enough to bruise. Another clawed lines across my lower back, deep but not enough to bleed out. They took turns pinning me, pressing me to the ground like a dog they were training into obedience.
I shook. I trembled. I cried silently, unable to stop the tears now as my knees gave out and I collapsed under them.
They took turns. Sometimes together. Sometimes rough. Sometimes whispering terrible things into my ears.
The pain wasn’t just physical.
It was the realization that I was never getting out.
That I wasn’t a student.
I was a pet.
A toy.
A body.
When it was over, I lay there, trembling. Used. Empty. The floor sticky beneath me, my throat raw, my body aching from places I didn’t want to think about.
They laughed as they redressed.
"He’ll break soon," one of them said. "But we’ll make him beg first."
"We always do."
"I give him a week before he begs to be used," the other replied.
They laughed again—cruel and careless.
They left me there.
cold
Naked.
Bleeding.
Broken.
of my mind, beneath the horror and the pain, a
to
they ruin you
dry, soundless sobs. My wrists ached from how they’d
move for
Couldn’t think.
just laid
nearby, the other human was
this hell, someone else was begging to
do was lay
********
I stayed there.
floor. Curled
For hours.
Not to help. Not even
Just silence.
enough to move—I forced myself up. My legs were stiff. My shirt hung off me in tatters, and the dried blood on my back pulled tight against my skin
didn’t think.
I just went.
nearest washroom was empty—at least for now. I staggered inside, locking the stall behind me with shaking fingers. I stood under the flickering lights, staring at myself in the cracked mirror, and tried to make
But nothing made sense.
too wild to be real. Too
marks. The aching sting between my legs. The scent of blood I couldn’t scrub out of my nose. It all proved the same
It was real.
I wanted it to be
best I could. I used rough brown paper towels to wipe the blood from my neck and arms. My shirt was ruined, but I managed to put it back on anyway, just
I left the
I made my way back to the
passed—I didn’t see people anymore. I saw monsters in waiting. Fangs beneath smiles. Claws hidden behind friendly waves. No one
excitement I’d had when I got
Gone.
replaced by dread. Bone-deep,
what I’d just survived—I’d get some time.
of the
The blonde.
the face of a
human. Another freshman. Her voice was syrupy sweet, seductive,
I’ll never think of it as
the garden of
sensing me. Her face shifted, and
Wide.
Too wide.
gleaming white fangs flashed between them
see if she’d
I bolted.
stop to breathe. Didn’t stop to look back.
the door
From the inside.
no—please," I gasped, banging on it with both fists. "Let
were another monster. I just needed a door. A lock. A wall
long second, the
slamming
then did
bad looking. He opened his mouth to ask something, probably what the hell’s going
But I didn’t answer.
speak
curled up beneath the blanket, and
didn’t want to talk
I couldn’t.
it would
it to
A nightmare.
Read Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha Chapter 160
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In Chapter 160 of the Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha Novel series, Rowena, an early-blooming Omega, discovers that Beta Charles is her mate. She hopes he'll accept her, but he rejects her publicly due to their societal differences and his girlfriend Clara. Rowena feels heartbroken and isolated. Despite training with her mother and dreaming of changing her family's status, Charles' rejection shatters her hopes. As she leaves the pack house, an unexpected surprise awaits her.... Will this Chapter 160 author Glorious Alpha mention any details. Follow Chapter 160 and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.
Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha Chapter 160
Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha novel Chapter 160