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.

Why not?” he spat. “It would be so easy. It’s not like she deserves you. Not after everything

you’re not going to murder my

breathing began to slow. I couldn’t tell what was going through his mind. But by the way he

my mother’s throat, but his fist remained firmly in her hair. When he finally looked away, he dragged Ma

table and grabbed

“Enough of this playing around. It’s time to

gripped me as I tried to pull against my restraints. He knelt next to me and brushed my face again. Then suddenly, he was shoving the rag in my mouth,

We can’t have you commanding me before the process

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

the most exquisite feeling anyone could experience,” he whispered against my jaw, his hands moving down to grip my hips. “I have to be honest.

waiting for

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

managed to 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 and I tried desperately not to

turned my head to look as my family watched in horror, crying out for me. “If you don’t want to watch

stop, Ayla,” Kylee sobbed, tears rushing down her

to tell them to

drop of blood is drained. Now,” he almost cooed,

fumbled with his pants. Kylee kept yelling for me to fight as she held my mother, covering her face so she couldn’t see. I closed my eyes. My mind went to Theo

myself for the agony that was

me. I struggled to right myself, but as I did, I

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