Chapter 4 Everything That Happened.

Lana.

I knelt there between them as both brother fucked me. Damian was thrusting inside me so hard, and Liam was pushing almost down my throat.

My eyes were wide open as they both moved so fast until Liam grunted and pulled it out of my mouth, spilling a white substance on the bare floor.

Damian was not slowing down. I tried to lie straight on the floor, but he held my butt up with both hands and was thrusting even harder until I began to beg.

"Oh please, oh my…my pleaseee."

It felt like my pleas were only making him go faster, and at this point I could not tell why I was pleading anymore. I thought I wanted him to stop, but the feeling was so good and it was climbing up my head.

Just then, I felt him raise one knee above my waistline and was kneeling on one now.

The speed at which he pounded me now made me scream until I was screaming so loudly.

"Please! Please!"

I couldn't explain exactly what I was feeling; I knew it was not ordinary. At that moment I felt like I was going to explode, but gradually after making me almost hurt my mouth in screaming so loudly, he began to slow down, and gradually he was moving slower in me now.

I was still feeling a little hot when he pulled out, and just then I fell to the ground completely; my knees and clit hurt as I tried to breathe properly through my mouth. I felt like I was going to die moments ago, but now it was almost as if I were beginning to feel myself again.

I lay there in the silence, unable to move any part of my body. Even my head felt so heavy I couldn't even turn in the direction of the sounds I was hearing from the tent.

They were not speaking; they just seemed to be moving around, and slowly I began to feel dizzy. In a matter of seconds everything went blur.

By the time I woke up, I found myself sitting outside the tent. So many people who were gathered around making celebrations earlier were now nowhere to be found.

I struggled to get up on my feet; my legs felt so weak I felt pain all around my waist. With my left hand I supported my waist as I tried to stand up straight, but the pain was just unbearable.

I winced lightly and slowly went back to squatting on the floor. How I got to that bare floor was still a mystery to me.

Looking around, I wondered what I was supposed to do now. I glanced at the tent when I heard a sound from behind. I looked in the direction for a few seconds, and the entrance seemed open.

He walked out fully clothed at this time, and I recognised him immediately to be Liam. How could I not recognise him? Despite everything that happened inside that tent, I could still sense that he may be a better person, and the way he acted a little concerned about me gave me a little bit of hope that maybe my life was not going to end so miserably.

I was staring at him when he walked some steps away from the tent entrance, and just then, he glanced in my direction, but I looked away.

I couldn't tell why I did what I did, hiding my face from him.

"Who is there?" His deep, thick voice asked as he began to approach me.

I tried to look for somewhere to hide, but it was very open ground, and there was no way I could possibly hide from him, not when he was that close.

When I realised there was no hiding, I slowly began to get up on my feet, hiding the pain I was feeling. I stood still when he came close enough as we stared at each other in silence as he seemed to be startled by my presence.

"You, what are you doing here?" He asked me; his voice was commanding and fierce.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where to go from here. 'I was taken from my people and right here, and everything that happened after, I do not know where I have to go,' I said to him, but the look on his face did not show any form of pity or concern or any kind of expression at all. He was staring just the same way he approached me.

"Do you not work at a grill or something? Aren't you with the sex workers? Why do you claim you have nowhere to go? Girl, are you trying to hook me and my brother?" He asked me, stepping even closer.

"No, no, I am not," I stuttered, trying to stand straight, but the pain in my waist won't let me.

"Start talking, or I'll hand you over to the guards to be punished," he fired.

"I—I was captured from my pack on the east side and brought here some hours ago. Please, I don't want to be thrown in prison," I begged.

He stared at me in silence, glanced around for a while and spoke in a rather calm voice.

"Come with me. Can you walk?" He asked, stepping closer.

Summoning all the strength in me, I started taking slow steps behind him as he led the way. In a very short moment, we are standing before a four-path junction.

"Take this and travel north; do not go back to your pack, and don't go south or west either; travel north." He said, handing me a small bag of coins, and even as I took it, my gaze never left his face.

Why is he doing this? Why is he helping me?

Well, four years later, I'm back to the same Moonblood pack, and both brothers, now alphas, do not even know my name or what I have planned for them.