REVENGE OF THE BETRAYED WOLF

"The man growled, his gaze sharp, challenging Lucia, as if enjoying her fear. He tore off his shirt and threw himself on her neck, kissing her roughly. Lucia struggled with all her might to get rid of him, tears rolling down her cheekbones, feeling completely vulnerable to her attacker.

In a desperate move, Lucia shifted her foot and drove her knee with all her might into the man's crotch. He let out a groan of pain and a grimace of agony spread across his face.

"You're a fucking she-wolf, whether you like it or not, you're going to become mine!" he shouted with fury burning in his eyes. He raised his hand and struck her across the face, causing Lucia to turn her head, and the metallic taste of blood flooded her mouth, he had broken her lips.

The man pulled away from her, with effort, and stood up. He then began to massage her crotch, relieving the pain.

"Please don't hit me again, let me go. I'm an employee of the alpha Crono. If our alpha leader finds out you've hurt me, he won't hesitate to kill you," she pleaded, curling up on the sofa.

When the pain subsided, the lecherous-looking man unbuttoned his pants and arrogantly shouted at her.

"You're an insignificant omega, you're only here to serve me. He can do nothing against me. You're unmarked and you don't belong to any wolf. I can mate with you and there's no law against it."

Lucia couldn't understand why life was so unfair to omegas. She wondered why they were destined to be used for mating and then discarded like objects. At 24, she wondered why she hadn't yet found her mate. She longed for the security of belonging exclusively to someone, away from the predatory, contemptuous wolves who could render her useless or even kill her.

As the man undressed in front of her, Lucia clenched her legs, pondering what to do to get out of there, she had decided to fight to the bitter end. She wasn't about to become a feast for any wolf who tried to hunt her down. "Now, my little wolf, come here," the man said with a mischievous smile. Seeing him approach, Lucia leapt to her feet and whirled around the sofa, desperately trying to avoid his approach.

"My little wolf, you want to play the wolf who catches his prey. I like it," he said with a twisted grimace on his lips as he walked slowly towards her, "Let the game begin."

Lucia, aware of being weak prey, moved nimbly, calculating her every step to keep her distance. She made her way to the other end, desperately searching for something she could use as a defense. Although fear showed in her eyes, she refused to become easy prey for this ruthless wolf.

"No, please," she murmured as she moved around the hut, dodging the wolf. Her panting breath and the stinging pain in her mouth reminded her that she had to be cunning, or risk perishing in this hut.

He rushed into the kitchen, rounded the counter, opened a drawer and pulled out a knife. He showed it to the man, shouting.

"Don't come near me or I swear I'll kill you. The threat echoed through the hut, accompanied by the firmness of Lucia's gaze.

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"Why do you resist? It's your nature to serve me. You don't know how much I want to be inside you," the man declared with a perverse look.

"You disgust me. I'd rather die than let you touch me," Lucia replies contemptuously.

The man rushed at her, grabbed her hand forcefully, took the knife from her and placed it on the counter. She struggled, screaming.

"No, let me go!"

But he grabbed her firmly, threw her to the ground and her head hit the floor hard. The man threw himself on her again, grabbed her face and kissed her. Despite her resistance, Lucia opened her mouth.

"This is how I like you to collaborate. If you're not mine, you're nobody's," the man began, kissing her and inserting his tongue into her mouth. Lucia, seeing the man relax, gathered all her strength and boldly bit down on his tongue.

The man let out a cry of pain and put his hand to his mouth. Lucia seized the opportunity and shoved him with all her might, quickly freeing herself and standing up. But he grabbed her by the hair and threw her against the counter, muttering in pain.

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"You'll regret what you've done. You'll scream in pain and beg me to kill you," he said, with an aftertaste of her blood in his mouth.

Though wounded and threatened, Lucia maintains a look of defiance, refusing to give in to the man's control.

"Let go of me!" she exclaimed, struggling. She tried to scratch him, but he was quicker and with one hand he pulled her hands back. The other hand began to caress her breasts in a disgusting manner.

Disgusted, Lucia reached out and felt the knife. She pressed it firmly into her right hand and tried to push the man away with her body. He pretended to lift his foot to distract her and, as he moved away, she took the opportunity to stab him in the chest.

The man let out a grunt of pain and stepped back, allowing Lucia to free herself from his grip. Lucia, full of courage, prepared to defend herself at all costs.

The man felt the knife penetrate his skin, lowered his head, saw the blood oozing from the side of the knife, furious, he looked at her.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you," he said, punching her in the stomach.

Lucia squirmed and slowly fell to her knees, her body convulsing in pain, a muffled moan escaping from her parted lips. The man reached out to strike her again, but his strength failed him and he collapsed to the floor. Lucia, with little willpower, crawled along the rough floor, her body bruised and her mind overwhelmed by the intensity of the pain.

Crawling breathlessly, Lucia reached the door. With trembling hands, she grasped the handle, then slowly rose to her feet. Her vision blurred and her breathing jerked. Despite his weakness, he opened the door and ventured outside. With slow steps, he made his way into the forest, not knowing which way to turn. The little strength he had left encouraged him to keep walking, even though his vision was failing him and he didn't want to give up.