Lunaire could only sigh and left her room.

She stood outside her mate's room, feeling nervous. Her heart was going crazy, acting like she was in love.

Her eyes went wide at that thought. She never a day like this would come. She was already in love with him, the mate bond, the pull, the sparks. Lunaire loved him that she was willing to forgive his mistakes from the past.

'He's now my Mate, my future, my lover, and I am ready to accept him whole-heartedly.'

She smiled, and her face glowed with hope and determination.

Lunaire raised her hand to knock on his door, only for it to swing open.

"Hey," he greeted with a smile.

Her fist froze in the air as she got hypnotized by his scent and looks.

"Hi," she shyly greeted back, slowly taking her fist down.

Zane chuckled and pulled her inside, locking the door behind her.

He scanned his eyes all over her body, which made her a bit insecure. Unlike the girls that usually flock around him, she was chubby compared to their supermodel physiques.

Lunaire looked away, hugging herself. She didn't want to see him look at her in disgust anymore.

Just then, Zane cupped her cheeks and made her look at him. Her cheeks blushed when she locked eyes with his passionate gaze.

"You are so beautiful," he said, drawing her in with his heated gaze.

"I want to mate with you," he feverishly uttered.

Lunaire looked at him with shock.

"Bu-" She wanted to protest, but Zane hushed her, "Shhh," placing his finger over her lips.

"I want you, Lunaire. I want to make you mine," he said, rubbing his thumb over her lips.

Her breath hitched when he said her name, making her go crazy.

However, her self-esteem was too low to believe in his attention toward her.

He was a well-known playboy and experienced, unlike her, who knew nothing about mating or sex.

Zane raised her chin and stared intensely into his eyes, "What's wrong, my love?" he asked concernedly.

Lunaire felt her flutter when he called her love.

'Is this how it feels when someone talks to you lovingly?' she wondered.

"I...um...I was thinking. You have so many beautiful girls running after you. Why-why me?" she answered, fidgety.

Zane looked at her, puzzled. Her words seemed alien to him.

"I mean, why did you g-give me a chance?" she directly asked this time.

A short pause came between them, and he sighed, playing with her long locks.

"Those girls I've been with mean nothing to me at all," he declared. "I chose you because I love you, and you are my mate."

His words, full of emotions, made her gasp.

"You....you love me?" Lunaire exclaimed in shock.

Zane wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. The warmth of his embrace almost melted her down. She felt safe and loved.

"Of course. Don't you?" Zane asked, sounding dark.

Lunaire gulped and nodded.

"Yes... I love you too." she blushed.

Right then, Zane captured her lips, taking her with passion and hunger. Lunaire moaned between their kisses, fueling his desire for his mate. His hand went down to her ass, squeezing it and making her gasp.

"Fuck, you taste fucking amazing...I need you right now," he growled and ripped her gown off my body.

He pushed her onto the bed and hovered over her. He took off his shirt and licked his lips as he stared at her body.

Lunaire crossed her arms for cover, embarrassed with her fattiness, but he peeled them away.

"You're beautiful, Lunaire. Believe me," he whispered and showered her neck kisses down to her shoulders, making her breathe heavily.

Zane then ripped off her bra and squeezed her big molds, pulling onto my hard nipples.

A soft moan escaped her mouth when he took her supple breast into his mouth.

"Z-Zane," she moaned his name, making him stop.

"Say it again," he demanded.

"Zane," she repeated softly.

Her voice chimed beautifully in his ears, which aroused him even more.

"Fuck!" He cursed and then captured her sweet lips.

He pulled her closer and wrapped her legs around his waist. He ground against her core as he suckled her breasts, making her scream in pleasure.

Lunaire never knew this was what making love felt like. Sparks were running through her body as she burned feverishly inside.

Zane's kisses slowly traveled down to her legs, spreading them apart. Suddenly, Lunaire felt nervous and attempted to close her legs, but he held them in place.

"You're beautiful," he said, turning her red from embarrassment.

He locked his eyes with hers as he slid his hand underneath her underwear, invoking a moan out of her lips as he stroked her folds.

"So wet...only for me." His eyes swirled with lust as he growled.

Zane then ripped her underwear, making her squeal as he thrust a finger inside. Her back arched from all the foreign sensation coursing in her vein right now.

"Ahh...Zane," Lunaire moaned, clutching tightly onto the bedcovers.

His chest rumbled as his name repeatedly came out of her mouth, intensifying the thirst he was feeling.

He then unzipped his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers. Her eyes went wide when she saw how big he was.

'How was he going to fit in me? He will kill me,' Lunaire worried.

"Don't worry, baby. I'll stop whenever you want. It'll hurt a bit at first, but it'll go away," he reassured her, sensing her anxious feelings through their bond.

Lunaire gave him a nod, and he smiled. He positioned himself between her legs and slowly rubbed his manhood against her core before thrusting inside her cave.

Lunaire gritted her teeth, enduring the pain. Soft sobs escaped her when the pain got too extreme.

Lunaire clung to his back, digging her nails onto his skin as his pace gradually sped up.

"Ahh fuck...so good," he moaned on her neck.

"Mmmm, Zane," she moaned while he pounded deep into her, sucking onto her nipple.

Lunaire was losing her mind at his every touch. He turned her around and pushed her ass up, thrusting himself from the back.

"Ahh!" she cried out.

Lunaire gasped when he smacked her behind.

"Do you like it, baby? You like it when I spank you?" he asked dominantly, making her quiver.

Lunaire didn't like the spanking, but for him, she nodded. She hissed when Zane kissed her scars.

He grabbed her hair as reins and pounded roughly and deeply into her until he came.

Lunaire collapsed on the bed with him over her. Both were catching their breath. It was the wildest night she ever had.

"Good girl," Zane suddenly whispered, slapping her ass again, which startled her.

Zane fell beside her, and she moved closer to linger in his warmth. She wrapped her arms around his waist and snuggled to his chest.

"I love you," Lunaire whispered sweetly, waiting for an answer, and looked up, only to see him with eyes closed.

Lunaire faintly smiled and softly kissed his lips.

That night, Lunaire slept soundly and had a good dream for the first time in years.

When morning came, Lunaire woke up smiling, only to find out her mate was no longer beside her.

She abruptly sat up, wrapping the covers around her body as she frantically looked for him.

"Zane," she called out, but there was no response.

She felt a tinge in her chest.

'He just left me after we made love last night?' she confusedly thought.

However, the mere thoughts of the fiery night they shared made her blush. She felt glad that her mate accepted her for who she was and didn't mind her scars.

"I'm so lucky to have a mate like him," she mumbled and buried her face in his pillow as she squealed.

When the rush simmered, reality crept back into her mind. Despite finding her mate, she still had to do her chores. She snapped up and looked at the time.

She was already late.

Lunaire hurriedly looked around, searching for her nightgown, and found it shredded on the floor. She sighed, got out of bed, and walked to Zane's closet.

Grabbing a white shirt, she dressed and headed back to her room. After a quick shower, she went to the kitchen and resumed her chores.

Half a day went by, but it felt like the day was already over. Lunaire had never thought her work was as tedious as this, even though they're just as tough.

It must be because of her mate if she were to point out what made such a difference. Her young and lovestruck heart had been searching for his warmth since she woke up. However, she hadn't seen him since last night. Being apart was the most painful thing she had ever felt.

Lunaire went outside to cool off, taking a short walk near the woods, when someone called her out.

"Hey! You."

She jumped in startle and turned around only to see Bella and her minions smirking at her with an evil glint in their eyes.

She sighed and walked toward them.

"Yes?" she asked, speaking kindly, not wanting to get into trouble.

"Go get my phone from my room. I left it there," Bella flatly ordered, looking at her nails.

Lunaire frowned at her. "Why can't you get it yourself?" she meekly asked.

Bella then threw her a sharp look. "Listen bitch, just do as I say, or else I will get your brothers on you," she threatened, making Lunaire shudder in fear.

She looked away, nodding, and ran inside the pack house.

Lunaire went straight to Bella's room and saw her on her bed. She grabbed it and didn't stay long, then walked back outside.

"Here...your phone," she said, handing Bella her phone.

Bella only rolled her eyes at her and continued talking to her minions.

Sighing, Lunaire moved away from them and continued her walk. She found herself at her favorite spot and on a huge tree stump facing the woods.

The beauty of the scenery captured her heart. Her gaze pierced beyond the sea of trees, yearning for the liberating feeling within its heart.

'What would it feel like being deep inside the woods? Far away from this pack with only me and my mate?' she wondered.

But she shook that thought away and laughed at herself. It was too high of a dream to turn into reality. A weak she-wolf like her would only be stuck here forever.

Lunaire was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize she'd been sitting there for long. The sun was almost setting when she snapped out of it.

"Zane must be back by now," she muttered and headed back in.

And just as she crossed the threshold, a girl's dramatic yell thundered in the hallway.

"Omg! We have a thief in our pack!"

People started gathering around while Lunaire scoffed at Bella for screaming without reason.

Suddenly, her wolf Crystal jumped when an addictive scent hit their nose. Butterflies instantly fluttered in her stomach when she saw Zane come down wearing no shirt.

Jealousy erupted from their depths, and a discreet growl boiled up from their chests upon seeing these girls fawn over their mate.

"What is happening here?" he firmly asked.

Lunaire smiled at him when their gazes met but blankly turned away, hurting her feelings.

'Did I do something wrong?' Lunaire thought, perplexed.

"Alpha Zane," Bella cried, running into his arms, making Lunaire growl.

'My mate!' Crystal growled in her head.

Fortunately, no one heard them, but Zane snapped her a glare that took her aback.

"I went to my room and found my mother's memento missing. Alpha, that gold jewelry never left my room; now it's gone. Someone must have stolen it from my room," Bella wept.

"And who do you think might have stolen it?" Zane dubiously asked.

Of course, why wouldn't he? He had been ruling over them strictly but well. How could a thief come about from such a pack?

By now, every member of their pack had crowded the hallway. Even Lunaire's brothers came out of their rooms due to Bella's commotion.

"I... I don't know, Alpha. I didn't catch anyone in the roo-" she answered, looking distressed but paused when her eyes caught Lunaire.

She gasped and pointed her finger at her, turning Lunaire pale. Everyone pinned their eyes on her, filled with judgment, disgust, and loathing.

"You! You went to my room!" Bella accused as she strode toward her, blazing in anger.

Lunaire stepped back, baffled. Shaking my head in hr defense. "No... I swear I didn't steal anything," she cried.

"Stop lying, you bitch!" she spat.

Lunaire's breath hitched, and she looked at Zane in panic, trying to ask for help, but it made her despair seeing his eyes fixed only on Bella.

Bella looked back at Zane, bawling.

"I told her to get my phone from my room. She was the last one who went to my room. That memento meant so much to me, Alpha, but this thief stole it!"

Lunaire couldn't comprehend what was going on. She came to her room to get her phone, but why would she steal her stuff? She didn't need any jewelry for anything.

She looked at everyone with pleading eyes, wanting to say it wasn't her, but their scornful gazes took her voice away.

Then she heard Zane sigh.

"Okay, hang on, Bella, you can't just accuse someone like that," he said and turned to Dustin.

"Dustin, search Lunaire's room," he ordered at her brother, whose glare would kill her.

"A-alpha, I...I swear I didn't steal. I would never," Lunaire choked up, but he never looked at her even once.

'What was wrong with him? Why was he acting so cold with me?' hurt, Lunaire anxiously wondered.

Ten minutes later, Dustin came back with a box in his hand.

Lunaire trembled, aghast as he walked towards Bella.

"Does this belong to you?" he asked.

Bella looked inside the box and cried. "Yes, this is mine," she said, causing everyone to gasp.

"What the fuck? First a Murderer and now a thief? Why can't she just die?" one person muttered.

Her heart squeezed in pain hearing everyone insult her.

Alpha Zane approached, and she looked at him pleadingly, hoping he would come to his mate's rescue. "Alpha, I would never."

However, Lunaire received a sharp sting on her cheek instead. Zane slapped her across the face.

"Disgusting!" he spat.

Lunaire placed her hand over her burning cheek, petrified, feeling the numbness familiar to her.

She looked back at her mate in disbelief when he suddenly pulled her hair and dragged her away mercilessly in front of their pack.

Everyone chanted for her punishment. They all seemed like demons before her blurry eyes.

"Punish her, Alpha!"

"Yes! Punish her for the murder of our beta and his mate too!"

Lunaire wailed, but Zane remained heartless.

"Xavier! Bring out the pole and the whip!" He yelled out, making her gasp in horror.

"No! No! P-please! P-please, Alpha! She's lying. She's lying! I didn't s-steal! I didn't do it," Ari desperately begged him, but he only smirked at her.

"You are a pathetic piece of shit!" he cursed, tightening her grip on her hair and making her scream.

"Shut the fuck up!" He yelled and punched her in the face.

He threw her on the floor as if she was disgusting trash. She fell to the mud face down, and in front of her, she saw Bella standing not far, smirking in delight, enjoying her pain.

Xavier took out the pole and dragged her towards it. Lunaire screamed and struggled to escape, knowing she might not survive another night of pain.

However, her brother kicked her leg, breaking a bone, and rendering her helpless.

He tied both her hands and hung her up the pole.

"X-Xavier...please don't do this. You're my b-brother," Lunaire cried, but her pleas never reached his conscience.

"You're not my fucking sister, murder!" He spat and slapped her face.

"I didn't do it!" Lunaire screamed, earning her a hard punch to her gut.

"I hate you," Xavier whispered with gritted teeth.

"I didn't do it," she whimpered, coughing up blood.

He punched her again and almost knocked her out. Then Zane stood in front of her with a whip in his hand. Lunaire's eyes widened in horror when she saw blades on the lash. She even heard Crystal whimper in her mind.

Their mate didn't hesitate to lash the whip on their skin, making her scream in agony. He mercilessly whipped her until she bled and almost burst her lungs screaming in pain.

Lunaire trashed around as the blades shredded her skin. She screamed like a banshee as one of the blades got stuck to her thigh.

"Take her to the dungeon!" She heard Zane bark as she lingered between life and death.

Two pack members cut the rope, dragged her motionless body away, and dumped her in the dungeon.

Though she seemed lifeless, Lunaire was still barely awake. Seconds after she got thrown into the dungeon, the scent of her horrible mate drew closer.

Deep in her heart, she still believed in him. Maybe he came to apologize. She struggled to open her eyes, but what horror it was to see him with Bella, both flashing an evil smile.

Zane squatted, tilting his head as he clicked his tongue. "Look at you. So fucking weak,"

Lunaire coughed out some blood along with the shattered pieces of her heart.

"You're m-my m-mate. Why w-would y-you do this t-to me?" She asked, wheezing in pain.

A burst of maniacal laughter shook the dungeon.

"You really thought I'd accept a disgusting, ugly, fat piece of shit like you?"

Her entire world shrunk to the abyss.

And as if that wasn't enough, he landed another blow, "Why so shocked, my mate? Did you think I would go for a slut like you? Have you seen yourself? You are so ugly, fat. Fuck! I nearly puked when I saw your ugly scarred body last night, but you were a great fuck. I didn't expect that from a virgin."

Lunaire's mind went blank.

'It was a lie? Everything that happened last night was a lie? Fake? And meant nothing to him?'

Her tears continued falling from her eyes, but her soul was absent.

"Why would I need a whore like you when I have a beautiful girl with me?" Zane said as he stood up and wrapped his arms around Bella while she smirked down at her.

A bitter laugh left Lunaire's lips.

"You...you planned this, right?" She asked, laughing at herself for being a fool.

Zane mockingly clapped his hands and commended her. "Never thought you were this clever." He chuckled.

"Planned? The accusation? The Love confession? Do you think I have the time for you to do all that?" He scoffed.

"You're a fucking murderer, and murderers like you don't deserve happiness. You killed your parents, and you should have died instead of them. A weak and powerless wolf like you would never make a good Luna!" he growled, seething with anger.

"I need a strong, beautiful, and sexy Luna to rule my pack, not trash like you who can't even stand up for herself," he snapped at her.

"Forget about being the Luna, baby. She will never become a good mate as well. I mean, look at her. Even her brothers don't want her. Gosh, I feel like retching. Such a weak-ass bitch. The moon goddess must have made a mistake, pairing you with a useless mate," Bella sneered.

Lunaire looked down, biting her lip, regretting everything. Her weakness, for letting him touch her and for foolishly clinging onto an illusion that he accepted her flaws.

"You will regret this," she coldly said.

Zane and Bella only laughed at her. "Nah, baby. Only you would have regrets, especially after what we're going to do."

Zane flashed an evil look. Lunaire looked back, confused.

Then, her world turned red as she cried in torment, watching her mate smash his lips onto another woman.

Pain, loathing, and anger eroded her soul as Zane did the things he did to her last night with Bella.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" She screamed as the pain worsened, but the two didn't care.

Lunaire screamed until I felt a kick on her stomach, making me cough out blood. She looked to see Zane standing before her, zipping his pants up.

"I, Alpha Zane Villain, reject you, Lunaire, as my mate and Luna of the Black Rose Pack," he spat, sending her to the epitome of her misery.

Her soul felt like it had disintegrated into space. She screamed her life out. It was worse than the wounds inflicted by the whip.

Zane dragged her out to the yard by her hair. She lost all will to struggle, but her cries sirened.

"If anyone dares to steal in this pack, this is what will happen to them!" Zane spat, pointing his finger at Lunaire.

He tossed her to the ground like a rag. She winced when he landed a kick to her gut.

Zane left her half dead while flirting with Bella.

Lunaire roamed her eyes, searching for a sliver of sympathy from their pack, but they all saw her worse than an insect.

No one helped her nor looked saddened by her plight.

'They were all monsters! All of them!' she bitterly thought.

Darius came forward and dragged her back into the pack house like a sack. And as he took her away, Lunaire hit her head on a rock, knocking her out.