Killing her Fated Mate;The Rejected Luna's Revenge

CLAIRE STERLING

“Who’s that slave?” One guard asked his

companion as he gawked at me with keen

interest.

“Huh?” His partner asked absentmindedly.

“The slave with red hair. Who is she?” He asked again, gesturing toward me as I scrubbed a stubborn stain off the floor.

The guard gave me one look then slapped his companion over the head.

“Women with big ass would be the end of you, Cole.”

They both laughed, shoving each other for a while.

I barely noticed them since I was too busy fighting with the stains on the floor.

Cleaning the dungeons was the most terrible assignment I had ever done in my life.

Whatever it was that had gotten stuck on the floor might just be pieces of a human brain.

“Watch this.”

The second guard poked his friend and then winked at him as he moved toward me slowly.

I was too focused on the stain to notice the guard until he groped me from behind.

His hands crept up on my thighs moving low. I jerked up fast, knocking him flat on his back .

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see you there.” I apologized in an honestly sympathetic tone.

He stared at me wide-eyed and surprised that he had been knocked down by a woman.

His partner made things worse by laughing and snorting at him.

“Mr. I’m sorry-” I tried explaining myself but the rage on his face made it evident that he wasn’t going to listen to my explanations.

He got up and marched angrily to me. I saw the punch before it hit my gut. I could have dodged it easily but I knew that would only agitate him more and most likely put me in a bigger mess than the one I had just unknowingly got myself in.

His partner yelled at him to cut it off but he ignored it just like I knew he would.

“Cole! That’s enough.”

But he didn’t stop there. He gave me two more punches to my rib and then hit me hard across my face, a move which sent me flying across the room till I slammed into a far wall.

Fresh blood trickled down my nose and I could feel he had busted one of my ribs when he hit me.

The pain that washed through my entire body was unbearable but I bit my lower lips and let it run its course.

“Just let it go, Claire … It will heal fast. You know I got you kiddo,” my wolf spoke to me through

my mind which was our only channel of communication. I could tell she was feeling my pain, maybe even more than I was.

I knew taking both of them out in a split second would be like squatting a fly for me but I had to be rational if I was to survive in this world.

The guard walked up to where I lay in a crumpled heap on the floor and he spat