Chapter 4

*Trigger warning*

As I gasped for air, the other two stopped laughing and told Dean to let me go.

"Don't fuck with me!" Dean yells at me.

I want to tell him to stop, but I know he wants me to apologize, and I refuse to give him the satisfaction. With what little air I have left, I will myself to say, "That's rich, coming from a guy that wants to fuck me."

Dean slowly puts me back down, his grip on my throat loosening. I think that's the end, but he's still squeezing, giving me the chance to breathe, but just barely. He grabs my waist with his other hand and pulls my lower half closer to him. Through our clothes, I can feel his dick grow hard. A sudden urge to throw up comes to me. What is this sick f*ck doing?! How is he not embarrassed acting like this in front of his friends?

He leans his head and whispers in my ear, "Listen here, mutt, I can have my way with you right now, and no one would stop me. You're just the pack slave. The only reason why I haven't fucked you senseless is because I don't feel like it." He passes his hand on my face, a grin on his face. I don't know what came over me, but I quickly spit in his face.

"Fuck you," I say. His expression frightens me as I realize I should not have done that. Dean grabs my shirt and suddenly rips it off me, exposing my bra.

"Keep a lookout!" Dean tells the guys. The two of them seem worried, and I think they'll stop him, but they turn and do as he says, leaving us alone in the middle of the hallway. He can't seriously think about molesting me right here, would he? Dean then lowers my bra, exposing my breasts. A disgusting grin appears on his face.

"Would you look at these," he says.

I start panicking and crying as I struggle to free myself from his grasp. He pulled my leg up and started to rub himself against me. My heart was going a mile a minute. Tears keep streaming down my eyes as I whisper to him, "Please, don't do this," I whisper.

"I told you; I can do you whenever I want," he says. What do I do? I'm scared; I'm so scared. I close my eyes as I wait for the worst. No, I am not going to let this happen to me. I am not Emma and I refuse to play a character in this novel. I take a deep breath, reach for his ear, and bite with all my might. He starts to scream, but I don't let go and start pulling.

"You b*tch, let me go!" Dean pushes me off him, and I notice how he's bleeding from his ear and, better yet, how I managed to rip a bit of it off. As he lunged forward, I kneed him in the stomach, but that only made it easier for him to grab my leg and pin me, once again, against the wall.

"Get off me!" I yelled as I flailed around, "You disgusting pig!" I managed to push him off me again, and in the process, I scratched his face, drawing more blood.

I know werewolf novels tend to be 18+, but this is too much. I can't let someone take advantage of me like this!

"You fucking bitch!" He grabbed me by the hair, pulling my head back. "That's it!" he yelled. Dean was unexpectedly sent flying to the other end of the hallway as he raised his arm to hit me. A sudden whoosh goes past me, and before I know it, I see Dean on the floor getting beaten to a pulp by none other than Damon. Blood splatters all over the walls, and a puddle starts forming around the two.

"Damon, stop!" I hear the other two coming from the other side of the hallway. They seemed badly hurt. They must have tried to stop Damon from coming here, and he beat them up. "You're going to kill him!" I had no intention of trying to stop him, less scum the world has to deal with if you ask me. The other two pulled Damon off him, but it was impossible. Damon was too strong for them. I have to say, I was surprised by how all that blood didn't freak me out. When Damon had finally calmed down, I could barely see Dean's chest move. Did he actually kill him?

The other two got beside Dean, and Carter checked for a pulse. "He's alive," he said. A hint of relief passed through him and Hunter. I rolled my eyes while Damon was still huffing and puffing like a wild animal.

"Do something like that again, and all three of you are out of here. You'll turn into rogues overnight. "Got that?" The two boys looked scared as they lowered their heads and nodded. "Take that asshole home and tell him when he wakes up," Damon added. The two of them carried Dean away, which was funny; they were struggling to keep him up and ended up basically dragging him out. Now, it was just Damon and I. He helped me up and took off his shirt to give to me. I was unsure if I should take it or not. My shirt was indeed ripped, but his shirt was covered in blood. He noticed my hesitation and then looked at his shirt.

"Just take it. You can give it back later or burn it; I don't care," he handed me the shirt. Well, that shirt is better than no shirt. I put it on and gave him a slight smile as a thank you. He smiled back. God, this was awkward. Wait, if he's here, that means... Oh no, the Alpha!

"I felt you…so I hurried out of the dining room to find you," he said, probably knowing what I was thinking. "Did he hurt you anywhere?" he asked me with a saddened expression, coming closer and passing his hand over my cheek, then at my neck. I wanted to laugh. He actually looked like he was worried about me.

"Nowhere I haven't been hurt before," I said. Referring to Emma's bruises and hinting that he has hurt Emma far more than Dean has.

Damon looked down with a guilty expression on his face. He looked like he wanted to say something, but instead said, "I'll take you to your room," and grabbed my hand as we walked.

There it is, the sudden kindness and affection that every a-hole male lead shows to the female lead. Which makes her wonder who the real him is. He sure has some nerve grabbing my hand and acting all worried as if he hadn't just beaten Emma into silence and forced her to watch him fuck Jessica. It sucks for him since I won't fall for his bullcrap. I've hated this man from the beginning of the novel all the way to the end. Even when he 'redeemed' himself, my perception of him never changed. I know I should be grateful; he saved me from getting assaulted, but that doesn't excuse him from what he did to Emma, and just because he saved me doesn't mean I'll change my mind. I couldn't give myself away by scowling at him and giving him a piece of my mind, so I held my tongue.

"Um…Are you okay?" Damon asked. I see he's trying to make small talk. He looked genuinely worried, though I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Just having his hand on mine made me want to punch him. Talking with him is the last thing I want.

"Why do you care?" And yet, I'm doing it anyway.

"We're still mates," he answered.

Hold it in, Marie, don't give yourself away, "We shouldn't be," I tell him. He stopped walking and looked at me with a hint of confusion, heartbreak, and anger. Damnit, Marie.

Well, I've already started this, so I might as well finish it, "Please reject me properly," I told him.

"We're not talking about this," he told me as he tightened his grip on my hand and kept walking, but with his long strides, he was practically dragging me. I had to say to myself to hold it in, but I couldn't anymore.

I yanked my hand from his and stopped walking, "I'm thankful that you helped me, but let's get a few things straight," I said. "I know you've liked me since we were kids, yet act like a Grade A asshole to fit in. Even now, you haven't fully rejected me because you like that we're mated. But bullying and hurting me is not the way to my heart. You lost all rights to it a long time ago. I never loved you and never will," I told him everything I wished Emma would have told him. Well, not everything. If I did, we'd be here all day.

I could see the hurt in his eyes. I liked that look on his face. It suits him. Now, for my final blow.

"I, Emma Lockwood, reject you, Damon Becker, as my mate and future Alpha," I said. Damon screamed in pain as he placed a hand on his chest. Sky told me that his wolf was howling in pain. From what I've read, both of us are supposed to be writhing in pain once the bond is broken. Sky was surprised by this turn of events. First, we didn't feel scared in front of the Alpha, and now we weren't in pain due to the mate bond with Damon severing.

I was going to leave him there, but I wanted to hurt him just a bit more, "I'm leaving this pack and never coming back, so don't even bother looking for me. I won't accept any apology you give me. I also don't wish you the best. If anything, I wish you live the rest of your life regretting the day you decided to treat me like garbage rather than a person until you beat me into silence and forced me to watch you fuck, Jessica, all the way to today when I rejected you. Don't you dare blame anyone else for your spinelessness. Your decisions are what led you to the state you're in now."

Once I said my part, I realized I should not have said that. I should not have told him I was leaving. I ran to Emma's bedroom while he was still on the floor in pain.

"Emma! Don't you dare leave! I won't let you!" Damon yelled as I ran off. He's such a drama queen.

Without the help of nightfall, it will be difficult to hide, but I might blend in with the crowd. This place is crawling with werewolves, so I doubt they'll stop to question one little omega. They'll probably think I'm running errands.

Once in the bedroom, I grab the duffle bag and run outside. I have to get out of the pack grounds before Damon tells the Alpha and makes the warriors stop me. I planned on getting a few snacks for the road, but every second counts. I can't risk it. I rushed outside, hoping to blend in, but everyone was looking. Well, less at me and more at the bruises. Some of them gasped. They were the ones who didn't participate in beating Emma. They knew she got hurt, just not how bad it had gotten. Maybe they'll learn from this, and if a time ever comes when another pack member gets abused, they'll stop it.

When I reached the gates, I saw a few warriors standing outside. I was a little scared that I'd get stopped, but lucky for me, they just glared at me as I passed.

I managed to cross the gate without a hitch. As I was powerwalking, I heard that dreaded voice, "Emma, where the fuck are you?! Get to my office now!" The Alpha contacted me through the mind link. Fuck! I have to hurry.

I started to run, luckily the warriors didn't see anything wrong with that. But I wasn't far enough away when I heard Damon's voice scream, "Stop her!"

I turned and saw the men quickly turn into wolves, approaching me at full speed. I was terrified; here's Emma, badly wounded, and then there's those men, trained in combat and in wolf form, running towards me. They'll catch up to me. Right behind them is Damon, who turns into a wolf as well.

Holy shit! I can't outrun them.

"You can if you shift," Sky said.

"Are you crazy?! I don't know how!"

"It's either shift or get caught," she said, so as a matter of fact, I had to agree.