The Alpha Of The Shadow Pack And His Mute Luna (by Beatrice Putnam) novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Vanessa

After coming out of the closet, he took me by the hand and helped me off the floor. He then picked me up and took me into what he was calling our room. I was shocked. That I was going to be sleeping in a room in the house. In my pack, I slept in a shed in the back of the house. It was hot during the summer and cold during the winter. Sleeping in the shed started when I started to hit puberty. My father said I was prettier than my sisters and had to be hidden away.

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The clothes I am wearing now are more than I have ever had. I had made clothes out of rags that I found. The rags that got thrown away. I would wash them to the best of my ability and stitch them together to make dresses. But I was still forced to be present when important people came. My mother only gave me a dress when I had to meet Alpha Robert. She did that so I would look decent. I had to give it back once he left.

I was taken aback by how dark it seemed when we walked into his room. The walls were black, and so were the blankets on the bed. I knew the meeting was sudden, so he did not have time to redecorate. He had turned on a light on the nightstand. When I looked at the bed with the light on it, it was huge. Alfred was a very tall and well–built man, so that made sense. But it could have been a bed for a giant.

The bed had four bedposts. It was slightly elevated off the floor, and I knew I would struggle to get up on it. But it was a bed. I can’t remember the last time I could sleep in bed. I was starting to hurt, so I went over to the bed and tried to sit down. I eventually got up on it and sat down. I could see a couch and a desk in the room. On the desk, there was paperwork. Everything about this room screamed bachelor.

I was fine with that. Once he saw how badly my body was scarred, he would reject me. I would stay mute for the rest of my life. I did not know how this curse worked. But I was happy with being a mute. It was easier to listen to people and how they talked. I was lost in my thoughts when I heard the shower turn on/in the bathroom. He had taken his shirt off and come out of the bathroom. He wanted us to shower together..

I was terrified when he said that. Because I thought he would have his way with me and then be done. Also, I don’t know if I was ready to be rejected yet. He then suggested that he take a shower and then bathe me. I was still terrified of the idea. Also, the last time I took a real bath, my mother tried to drown me. Now I would wash myself with wash

clothes and wash my hair in the sink. I was terrified of taking a bath. I was afraid that I was going to die. He saw the look of horror on my face, and I could see sadness in his

eyes.

Baby, what is wrong?”

I grabbed my dry–erase board and wrote:

“Baths are scary. Water is scary.”

I was not prepared for what he would do next. He picked me up and carried me into the bathroom with him. He took his clothes off and got into the shower.

“Nothing to be scared of.”

He opened the shower curtain and showed me that the water was harmless. Again, I

grabbed my dry–erase board and wrote:

“Someone tried to drown me.”

He got out of the shower dripping wet and knelt so he would be at my level. He then wrapped his arms around me. I started to cry. I let out years of bent–up tears. I had

forgotten he was completely naked. Until I stopped crying and looked at him. I then

turned beet red. (1

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Baby, it is OK for you to look at me while I’m naked.”

Was it OK? I wondered to myself. I knew he wanted to have sex with me, but I was still a virgin, and I had no idea what to do in this situation. I grabbed my dry–erase board and

wrote:

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Are you mad at me?”

“No, baby, you have been severely mistreated. You have more right to cry than anybody.”

Is he really this nice? So far, the rumors I have heard about him were untrue. I had no idea what he was like to people who have committed crimes or what he was like in battle.

The only time he has fought around me was today when they tried to stop us. When he carried me out of the hospital, there was blood everywhere and body parts everywhere.

That was a horrible scene. As a Luna, I knew I would have to grow accustomed to seeing

that kind of thing. But if there were a way to avoid it, I would do anything to accomplish

that.

“Now, baby, let’s shower before we run out of hot water.”

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I decided that if I needed to, I could kick him in the nuts if he tried to hurt me or force me to do anything that I did not want to. I nodded my head yes. I started to take my shirt off. When I did, I had forgotten about the bandages on my back. How was I going to take a shower and not get wet? Again, I grabbed my dry–erase board. I then wrote.

“The bandages.”

He grabbed my hands and stopped me from writing.

“I will help take them off.”

I started shaking my head no. Again, he stopped me by gently grabbing my head.

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Baby, I know you have scars on your body, and your body is beautiful to me.”

“I’m not going to reject you no matter what.”

My mouth dropped open. How did he know about the scars on my body? I was completely shocked. At the hospital, all he saw was the front of me. He saw my breasts and stomach.

My back was bandaged. He slowly turned me around.

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This might hurt a little. I will do my best to be as gentle as possible.”

He started to try to be gentle, removing the tape and bandage. But the first couple was not bad until he got to the third one. He was pulling on the tape, but it made me jump, and I started crying. He immediately stopped.

“I’m sorry, baby.”

“Let’s get in the water and see if that helps loosen the tape.”