Rejected by My Alpha Now He Replaced Me with a Copycat Luna novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Raven’s POV

Water slammed against my ravaged body. The liquid was so cold it felt like being stabbed by an infinite number of knives. But I still tried to catch some with my mouth. Just a tiny mouthful, anything to quench the burning thirst cracking my lips and throat.

Everything hurt.

It was the kind of pain that rivaled the worst my father had inflicted on me. The type that penetrated even my shifter abilities. Because, at some

point, it’d become too much for my wolf.

I’d called on her when I first woke, trying to shift so I could tear the assholes limb from limb. But they hadn’t just stabbed me. They’d also drugged me. And whatever they kept injecting me with made it so I couldn’t call on my wolf half.

More than that, it made me fuzzy and unable to pull together a plan to escape. The fuzziness was fading slightly, though, which was good. I

would have a few precious minutes to gather intel.

But the clarity also meant that I felt every ounce of pain.

My clothes hung off me in tattered slashes of fabric. My white tank top was stained with a mix of red, rust, and pink blood, in various stages of

drying, coating the material. At least my jeans hid the worst of it.

My legs trembled and nearly gave way, but I sent all my strength to them,. trying to stay upright. If I didn’t, it would be so much worse.

A hook hung from the ceiling of the empty warehouse, its attached chain making squeaking noises with every tiny movement I made. The

monsters had chained my wrists and hung me from it. If my legs gave way, my arms would pay the price. Again.

Just thinking about it made my shoulders ache. One had already dislocated before the man they called Dwayne popped it back into place. It was

the one time I hadn’t been able to hold back my scream.

I scanned the room around me, squinting into the dark. The darkness reached out with clawing tentacles, trying to strangle me. I fought back the panic and fear, focusing instead on the tiny sliver of light sneaking under a door in the far wall.

It was my only comfort now.

Pain racked my body, but it wasn’t from the many wounds. It was much worse.

It was the agony of rejection.

Kael’s face flashed in my mind. The hurt. The betrayal. The accusations.

Ezra’s haunted eyes swirled in my imagination then. The confused pain.

And Asher. The sheer pleasure at finding the evidence he’d so desperately wanted. His triumph.

A single tear slid down my cheek. It was all I could allow myself-a tiny flicker of weakness before I shored up my defenses.

Focus, Raven.

Taking a deep breath, I looked around the room again and used the physical pain to keep me in the here and now, I had no memory of the monsters bringing me here. Didn’t know how long it had been. One day? Two? More?

There were no windows to give me a clue as to where we were or what time of day it was. Nothing about the building itself gave me any information either. I pulled some air in through my nose, trying to tap into my fading shifter senses.

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Chapter 78

I could smell my blood, the metallic tinge coating my throat. But I tried to search past that. Motor oil, grease. Pine. Lake water.

It could’ve been countless places. And the truth was, it didn’t matter if I couldn’t get free.

As if the Universe were taunting me, the sound of motorcycles filled the air. My body began to tremble. There wasn’t a damn thing I could do to stop it because my muscles knew what was coming.

The sounds cut off in waves, replaced by rough voices until the hinges on a door squeaked. I caught flashes of fading daylight. A gravel lot. And

those bikes I’d heard.

Massive overhead lights flicked on, and I blinked against the vicious beams, the ache already thrumming in my head intensifying.

“Well, what do you know? The Reapers’ bitch is still breathing. I’m a little disappointed, boys.”

I squinted, trying to get my eyes to adjust to the brightness. Dwayne. He wore one of those leather vests. The emblem on the back alone would’ve had me steering clear. The Infernos. Below it was a skeletal face, with its mouth open in a silent scream. On the front, Dwayne’s patch

read Pres.

He was undoubtedly their leader. Likely because he had the most meanness in him. His hair and scraggly beard were a mixture of red, brown, and gray. But his eyes? They were pure black.

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