ACCEPT ME AS YOUR LUNA

Licia's face lit up when she heard the man's question, but her joy quickly turned to confusion as he began to explain. "I am an Omega by blood," he said, "and a wife from a higher rank isn't a match for me. A pitiful bastard child like you suits me better. And... I do like your face as much as I liked Anna's, so it doesn't matter who becomes my Luna."

Feeling emboldened, Licia asked, "If I am a virgin, will you accept me?"

Alpha Enrique was taken aback by her sudden question, but his surprise soon turned into a devious smirk. "Accept you as my Luna," he asked, "or as a woman warming my bed?"

"Both!" Licia didn't hesitate in her answer. "I want to live as long as possible, no matter what I have to do for it. There is nothing more terrifying to me in this world than death. I don't want to die this young. So answer me: will you accept me if I am a virgin?"

Licia spoke with fierce determination, and her words left Alpha Enrique stunned. No one had ever raised their voice in front of him, let alone spoken to him with such confidence.

He said, "Your tone. I didn't like it at all. But still…" He grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms, "It's more fun fulfilling a death wish, right?"

Before she could even understand what he meant, the man shoved in a kiss on her lips, making her mind go on a black out. She wasn't prepared for it but the way he dominted it, there was nothing she could do to fight back.

His wolf was purring in satisfaction, this was some other worldly pleasure. Slowly, he could feel his self control drain off as he inhaled her intoxicating scent.

The man grabbed her dress and with a tug ripped it apart, revealing her silky smooth skin. A moan escaped her quivering lips as he proceeded to grab her breasts and fondle them. The man dragged her frail body to the bed and tossed her on it; he didn't hold back when his kisses and bites were claiming every inch of her body.

With time, the two were naked and entangled into each other on that king sized bed, their panting and moaning echoing in the room.

Alpha Enrique didn't plan on being gentle and entered her with all might, making her clench her teeth in pain. She grabbed the sheets and tried her best not to be too loud.

The effect of the medicine wore off, and Brie woke up. The first thing she did was announce loudly, "Mate! Mate…"

Licia closed her eyes; he was telling the truth. This monster was her mate. The pain was unbearable, and Licia felt as if she was being ripped apart by him. But all she could do was endure it and let him do as he pleased. Tears poured down her face, fixed on the ceiling of the room.

She had to bear it. She had to survive, no matter what.

The morning sunshine streamed in through the windows, making a sleepy Licia open her eyes. She looked around to find herself covered in a loose blanket, alone in the large bed. She grabbed the blanket and pulled it up to cover her naked body.

The marks on her testified that what happened last night was real and not just events that ran in her head. The other side of the bed was cold, indicating that it had been a while since he left.

Licia dragged her still-aching body down the bed and picked up her gown, which was ripped from all sides. One look, and she knew she could not use it anymore. She somehow wrapped herself in it and dashed back to her room to take a shower and change into new clothes.

She sat inside the bathtub, lost in thought about the events of the previous night. She had lost everything in life, and the only thing she managed to save was her purity. But now, that too had been taken away.

She wondered if giving herself to Alpha Enrique was the right decision. She didn't care whether he would be a good husband or not, as long as he kept his promise to make her his Luna in exchange for her body.

When she left her room, she didn't know where to go in the enormous castle that still felt so unfamiliar to her. The room and walls were eerily quiet, and for a moment, she wondered if anyone even lived there. She picked up a broom and started to sweep the floor, just as she had always done in Anna's house.

As she cleaned, she stumbled upon a corridor that led her to a balcony. As she approached, she could hear the sound of someone swinging a sword. Curious to know who it was, Licia stood at the door and peeked outside, only to find a shirtless Enrique exercising.

He seemed to have been at it for a while, as his toned abs were glistening with droplets of sweat. Licia watched in awe as he worked on his sword skills, moving with such precision and grace that it seemed like he and the sword were one.

Suddenly, Enrique stopped mid-swing and Licia furrowed her brows, annoyed at the interruption. She looked up to find him staring at her. "Dammit!" she muttered under her breath, wanting to run away but unable to move. Enrique walked over to her and asked, "What were you looking at?"