Blue Moon

Chapter 11

Leonard was fuming with anger when a mere girl insulted him in front of other pack members. He had the power to rip open her heart then and there. But that would be the easiest punishment for a Rogue's daughter who dared to point her finger.

Derek was hovering over her, ripping her dress already into shreds. The way he was eye raping her body, anyone could easily understand the next steps. The rest of the pack members were just waiting for their turn to come up. She was still lying with her leftover strength but one could see her struggle for keeping alive consciousness. Her eyes were drooping and one warning from Leonard made her senses back at that point. The fear made her sensory organs active.

For a second Leonard thought to let his men enjoy her. But remembering her last courageous words, he couldn't stop himself from breaking her into millions of pieces. If she had already questioned his masculinity, she must taste it first.

In a swift motion, Leonard pulled her body on the floor towards him by yanking her hair. The sudden tug made her stand on her feet with the utmost difficulty. Derek was looking like a hungry lion whose food was snatched away from his mouth.

"She questioned me, right? I think she needs to see what I am capable of." Leonard's mocking tone made everyone laugh but Derek seemed to be a little off after losing the girl who was wriggling under him.

Leonard read his expression and assured him with his words.

"Don't be upset. I will o you guys once I am done. After all, girls like her are good for a night only."

Derek's face lit up hearing such words and Iris couldn't help but shout her eyes hearing such hateful words. The humiliation was more than anything. Her hair was still in his grip and a sharp pain was shooting through her scalp.

Seconds passed Leonard started dragging her almost naked body in another direction. Seth and two other guards followed them. In the entire walk, Iris kept on struggling by thrashing her hands and legs. But whom she was kidding with anyway. The man was more of a stone body who neither bulged nor got affected. Above all two harsh pulls on her hair and she hissed in pain following the footsteps to reach another door. The mahogany door was decorated like an art piece but all she could imagine was a door to hell.

Seth opened the door for Leonard and the next moment Iris found herself harshly thrown on the cold floor. With a thud sound, her body made contact with the hardness and a yelp left her mouth. When she turned her face, the loud bang sound was enough to tell that he closed the door behind after walking inside. The room was painted red as if someone soaked it in blood. There wasn't much light as heavy black curtains stopped the daylight from invading inside.

"Look at your place. Isn't it perfect for you?" Leonard took three long strides to reach her petite. She pushed herself up a little, pressing her palms on the floor. Turning her head a little she managed to see him glued to her exposed skin.

"Please... Let me go ..." Iris tried to stand up but found it difficult with continuous pain in her body.

"Of course I would let you go. A girl like you is not worthy to be kept after being used." Leonard chuckled watching her struggling while standing up. With her wobbly legs, she managed to stand wrapping both hands on her chest to hide the nudity. Even though she was wearing a bra, his eyes were roaming on her body shamelessly.

Iris followed his gaze that rested on her stomach and then down there. She could see the flash of lust in her eyes. Her tiny palms weren't enough to cover her bare skin knowing how shamelessly he was gawking at her.

Leonard marched towards her making her flinch first and later run for the door. Seeing her running away he couldn't help but laugh. The door couldn't be opened by any means as it had a fingerprint-protected locking system. And the tiny amount of speed she had, he would be anyhow able to catch her.

"Wrong move girl." He taunted taking two more steps and grabbing her body from back to throw on the nearby bed.

Her lightweight body bounced twice before settling down on the black silky bed sheet. Leonard was standing near the foot of the bed. Taking that as an opportunity she rolled back to get away from there but his reflex was more swift than her actions. He grabbed his left ankle and pulled her body back on the bed before climbing onto her. All Iris could see was her tormentor hovering over her tiny frame holding her both wrists in his iron grip. His orbs changed their color from dazzling golden to some dark one. The temperature of the room suddenly felt a few degree coolers. Even though sweat beads covered her forehead her bare skin felt the gush of cold wind.

"Feisty huh?" Leonard smirked, bringing his mouth dangerously close to her face. Being scared she closed her eyes like a child who thought closing the eyes might be the solution to every problem.

"Where did your courage go?" He grabbed her jaw in a painful grip while securing her both wrists in his one hand above her head. Pinching the skin of her cheeks he shouted again.

"Open your eyes or else I will scoop them out."

Such a threat was enough for her to open her eyes. Her fearful eyes saw the rage as she started wiggling more in his hold. His nails were digging in her soft skin but he cared less.

Unbuckling his belt he tied her both wrists to the bedpost making her immobile at the moment. Horrible pictures of tortures started flashing in front of her eyes when she realized she had no power left to fight with this man. Her hands were tied, he was sitting on her almost and her free legs were of no use. Panic hit her hard when she saw her bringing out a silver knife from his pocket.

"No... No..... I am sorry.....I won't disrespect you...." Iris started mumbling madly just after having a glance at that sharp material. She knew it would hurt like anything. But she tried her level best to plead to him.

"Shhhhhh... I hate loud people."

The very next moment he placed the tip of the knife on her lips. The cold metal sent shivers through her spine. Dragging it slowly towards her throat he made its way to the cleave section. Iris could feel her heart drumming loudly inside her ribcage. The knife rested on the middle of the bra she was wearing. With a small tug, the material was torn and her breasts were freed. Embarrassment engulfed her like anything. She hid her face on her shoulder. The trail of tears kept on disappearing in her hairline and Leonard couldn't shift his eyes from her round-shaped mass that was more like some tempting dish to him.

For a second he forgot that the girl was a Rogue's daughter. For a second he felt like touching her with gentleness but the flash of her father's face made it hard to squeeze her bosom, roughly earning a scream from Iris's mouth.

"Stop....." She screamed at the top of her lungs bringing out more tears from her eyes. The bedsheet was rubbing at her back due to her struggle making her swollen skin more peeled off. Her continuous tug on her wrists was implanting scratches on her delicate skin but he ignored them all. He sat on his knees in between her parted legs and she couldn't bring them close to kick him off.

"I have just started b***h. Now shut up." He shouted and slapped hard on her face making it turn on the other side. She tested something metallic in her mouth. With some little dizziness, she turned her face to see the monster through her blurry vision.

"Please....." She whispered in a mere audible voice but all he did was attack her neck with his teeth and mouth. Those kisses weren't passionate but his bitings were painful for her. He kept on leaving trails of his brutality on her milky white skin. Her strength wasn't fully gone. She kept on jerking her both hands to break free but that only fueled his anger. He was pissed off and looking at her fighting even after his slap and warning he lost his temperament. His rough hand wrapped around her neck.

Iris's eyes widened when she felt the grip getting tightened around her neck cutting the oxygen supply. She could feel his rage revealing through his actions. On the other hand, his mouth reached the valley of her bosom, and taking one of those inside his mouth he dug his teeth mercilessly to leave a mark.

An agonizing yelp reverberated through the room but the hold tightened more making her scream lost once again. Her cheeks turned red and her nose started flattering. Her eyes rolled back in pain. Even though her parted lips tried to grab as much oxygen as required, they failed to keep her stable. All she could feel was claustrophobic and heavy in her chest. The area around her neck started turning blue and all she prayed for was freedom from the monster's clutch.

Leonard was lost in his pleasure. His mouth kept on working on her soft delicate skin. Her puckered bud made him insane to suck more making it sore. He didn't realize when he lost his control and when his wolf Lycan took over.

"Mark her..." A voice inside his mind spoke and he knew it was a wolf speaking to do so.

"She is a Rogue," Leonard growled to silence his wolf but his wolf wasn't ready to accept that.

He left her one bosom to attack another one and it felt heavenly to him. His mouth trailed down towards her stomach leaving sloppy kisses. How could he let this seductress go in Derek's hand when he was not fully satisfied with her.

Never in his life, he thought Tyler would have a daughter so beautiful and charming. He had heard that Olivia was Angel on earth and now he could believe it seeing the daughter of Tyler and Olivia.

Lost in his thoughts he didn't realize when her struggles died in his arms. When he reached the south of her body he expected another wave of struggle or wriggling. But his mind went on alert mode when he found no response or fight from her end. Being confused he removed his lips from her skin and tilted his face up to watch her. What made him jump at his place was the motionless petite of her. She was lying like a lifeless doll with busted lips, enormous scratches on her body, and bruised wrist. He removed his hand that was wrapped around her neck and found his red fingerprints on her skin. She wasn't moving, rather her eyes were closed and her disheveled state would shock anyone standing there.

"What the f**k. Hey.....hey..." He screamed, patting her cheeks and no response came from her end to satisfy him.