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.

be so easy. It’s not like she

going to murder my mother.

was

firmly in her hair. When he finally looked away, he

went to a table and grabbed a rag before stalking toward me.

eerily. “Enough of

suddenly, he was shoving the rag in my mouth, gagging me

have you commanding me

toward him. I cried out as my shoulders were wrenched in the wrong direction. He leaned in, his hand running down my chest,

they say marking your mate in the throws of passion is the most exquisite feeling anyone could experience,” he whispered against my jaw, his hands moving down to grip my hips.

I’ve been waiting for so long. Imagining what you feel like.”

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

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

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

tears rushing down her cheeks.

I tried to tell them to look away, but

make you watch until every drop of blood is drained. Now,”

closed my eyes. My mind went to Theo but quickly pushed him away. Holding back the sob that threatened to break from my chest.

the agony that was

from behind me. I struggled to right myself, but

up to my face, pulling the gag from my mouth. I was surprised to see Pierce kneeling