The Luna’s Choice by Kat Silver

Chapter 130: Ayla

I wasn’t making much progress with pulling out the ring. I kept looking around, trying to find something else to aid me. I was instructing Kylee to do so the same, helping guide her as best I could. She was working at the hinges of the cage door when Harry came back.

“That’s adorable, Kylee,” he sneered. “Thinking you could accomplish anything remotely as impressive as an escape.

Kylee looked dejected, but the hatred filled her eyes. Harry shoved his hand through the bars to grab the small metal rod she had been using. With a scream, she stabbed it into his hand. A wave of pride rippled through me. I started laughing as Harry bellowed.

His eyes shot to me.

“Okay, my love,” he said venomously. “You think pain is funny?”

“Your pain,” I clarified. “Come on, Harry. I’m sure even you can enjoy the poetry in this.”

He smirked at me, almost genuinely. That is until he turned and opened the cage. He reached in, grabbing my mother by the hair and dragging her out. He kicked Kylee hard as she tried to hold on to her. Ma was kicking a screaming as he pulled her before me.

“Stop, Harry,” I yelled. “What are you doing?”

“You think my pain is funny,” he snarled, gripping Ma by the throat. “Well, it would hurt me greatly if I had to kill my mate’s mother.”

His other hand was on the back of her head, poised to break her neck in one quick motion. My mother stared at me with terror in her eyes,

no longer fighting.

“Harry, don’t,” I pled.

so easy. It’s not like

not going to murder

couldn’t tell what was going through his mind. But by the

firmly in her hair. When he finally looked away, he dragged Ma back to the cage, throwing her

table and grabbed a rag before stalking

love,” he said eerily. “Enough of this playing around. It’s time to finish this.

next to me and brushed my face again. Then suddenly, he was shoving the rag in my mouth, gagging me so I couldn’t speak. I tried to pull away, but he was too close. Once he finished

We can’t have you

my shoulders were wrenched in the wrong direction. He leaned in, his

say marking your mate in the throws of passion is the most exquisite feeling anyone could experience,” he whispered against my jaw,

waiting for so long.

out, hitting him square in the leg, sending him to the floor. I kept kicking, just trying to hit anything to keep him away from me. I was screaming against the gag, using whatever strength I had to pull against the ropes

grab my legs, deflecting my movements long enough to grab my waist. He spun me around, my knees painfully hitting the stone floor. His hand held my hair, yanking my head back as he pressed himself against me. I could feel him against the small of my back

hissed, tearing my underwear from my body. He turned my head to look as my family watched in horror, crying out

sobbed, tears

screaming next to her. I tried to tell them to

will cut their throats and make you watch until every drop of blood is drained.

couldn’t see. I closed my eyes. My mind went to Theo but quickly pushed him away. Holding back

braced myself for the agony that was about

on my side from something ripping Harry from behind me. I struggled to

mouth. I was surprised to see Pierce