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“Should I shove it down your throat?” My mate bound me to a chair, forcing me to watch his mistress took him in deeper. “Keep your eyes open, omega!" He hissed, “learn your place.” Tears streamed down my face while his mistress kept making guttural noises. "Reject her," she insisted, "we were destined." However, the Lycan King has decreed that no alpha may reject their mate. Unless they can prove I cheated first. Then each morning I awoke beside a different young wolf. "What...?” I stammered, desperately trying to pull the flimsy sheet over my bare body. My mate led a pack of werewolves into the room, carrying a leather belt, cable, rubber, and rope. With a dramatic gasp, he stumbled forward, clutching his side. "The mate bond is sacred! You have betrayed it!" he roared. Turning to the Lycan King, he declared, "Your Majesty, I reject her. She deserves punishment." Before the whip could strike my face, the King swept me into his arms. "No one touches her! She is mine!" -------- Cries of pleasure echoed through the sealed room. I was with him, Derek, my mate. But the sounds weren’t from me. Every one of Derek’s thrusts, every breath of pleasure he let out, sent pain rippling through me. His thrusts grew more and more forceful. The heat at my marked spot burned so intensely that it felt like my neck might snap. It was a violation, and yet there was nothing I could do, except watch. Tied to a chair in the corner, I stared as Cora, his mistress, took him in deeper, tears streaming down her face while she kept making guttural noises. I was unable to bear the pain of watching them, so I squeezed my eyes shut. Suddenly, the sounds ceased, replaced by a satisfied grunt from Derek. My heart raced as I sensed Derek slowly approach me. He forcefully took me by the jaw and demanded that I open my eyes. “Look at me, Omega," he sneered. I forced my eyes open, meeting his cold hazel gaze. He towered over me, wearing a cruel, amusing look on his face. "Disrespectful, were we?" he
