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Council Of Fear
Council Of Fear
~Lyra~
The old man or whatever the f**k his name was–didn’t stop with one comment. He didn’t make one nasty remark and shut the hell up like a man with survival Instincts.
No.
He kept talking.
“Look at her,” he sneered, gesturing with one hand like he was pointing out a buffet item. “Look at the way her ***s bounce when she breathes. You sure she’s eighteen? Because f**k me, that body says porn star, not
politician.”
I stiffened. My fingers curled so hard my nails dug into my palms. My stomach flipped. My jaw tightened. I didn’t look at Damon yet. I couldn’t. Because surely, surely he was about to shut this bastard down.
But no.
The man went on.
“She’s got the kind of mouth you grip the back of her head for. I mean damn. All that attitude? That heat? That mouth? You don’t crown bitches like her. You f**k them. You tie them up. You make them scream until
their voice is gone.”
The blood in my ears was rushing so loud I could barely hear the rest, but I didn’t have to. He wasn’t slowing
down.
“Bet she whines real good when you spank her. Bet her ass jiggles like sin. Look at her skin–f*****g glowing. If you’re smart, you’ll stop playing house and let the rest of us have a turn. I don’t mind used holes, not when they’re wet like that.”
I froze. Every muscle in my body locked up. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t blink. Couldn’t think.
He laughed. Laughed.
“I mean, come on, Alpha Damon,” he said, dragging out every word like he thought he was charming. “You really gonna waste that kind of slut on monogamy? You know she’d look better on her knees with a whole room full of c**k in her face. That’s a Luna? She looks like a goddamn brothel baby. Maybe if she shuts up and spreads those legs we’ll believe she’s useful.”
And then he looked at me. Actually looked at me. Grinning. Smirking. Like he expected me to shrink. Like he
expected me to cry.
“She got that good little breed–me face. I’d knot her. Raw. In front of everyone. Make her beg for it. Bet she’d love it. I mean–f**k–you could sell that p***y and build a palace on the profits.”
And then.
Then the part that shattered me.
Because Damon…
Damon laughed.
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He actually f*****g laughed.
A low chuckle, deep in his chest, dark and cruel and casual. He didn’t stop the man. Didn’t growl. Didn’t even glare. Just turned slightly and muttered-
“You might be right.”
My stomach dropped. My pulse stopped. I felt dizzy. Sick. My lungs wouldn’t fill.
“What?” I whispered, barely able to hear my own voice over the roaring in my ears.
He nodded. Still calm. Still relaxed. Still looking at the man like they were sharing a goddamn drink.
“She does scream when she comes. She scratches. She bites. She begs. Hard.”
I wanted to run. I didn’t know what was happening. I didn’t understand. Why was he saying this? Why was he
agreeing? Why was my Alpha–the man who literally murdered someone for less than a comment–now
smiling at a fucker who just reduced me to a fuckable toy?
“Wettest little Omega I’ve ever touched,” Damon added, voice low like he was complimenting a car. “Drips like
a faucet. Can’t take more than two fingers without shaking.”
I staggered back a step.
He looked at me then. Just looked. His eyes unreadable. Cold.
“She does have a mouth built for c**k,” he said.
And I broke.
Right there. My throat closed. My eyes blurred. I felt like my entire f*****g body turned to static. I wasn’t
breathing. I wasn’t blinking. I wasn’t f*****g alive.
He was humiliating me.
He was agreeing.
He was offering me up like a trophy to a room full of animals.
And then the old man smiled. Smiled so wide I wanted to vomit.
You see? You get it, Alpha. You finally f*****g get it.”
His voice wasn’t just smug. It was sick. Feral in the worst way. Like a man who’d never been told no. Like a man who had spent decades believing Omegas existed to be mounted, silenced, and bred.
“She’s not a Luna,” he spat, leaning forward like he was whispering secrets between brothers, “She’s a toy. A
wet little fuckdoll who likes it rough. You saw the way she walked in here. She’s already ruined. Why not finish
the job?”
I didn’t move. I didn’t flinch. I stood there and stared at him like I was watching death happen in slow motion. ~ But inside? Inside I was screaming. My wolf was howling. My pulse was vibrating like electricity under my
skin.
He was still going.
“We can all take turns. Hell, we can do it at once. Line up, drop our c***s, and make her prove she’s Luna enough to handle a real Alpha’s knot. All twelve of us, right here on this table. I’ll suck one tit, you take the other. Someone spreads her legs. We see how many she can take before she cries.”
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I couldn’t breathe. I could feel my heart punching my ribs. My fingers were shaking. Not from fear. From rage. From the kind of fury that makes fire look cold.
“She likes being watched, doesn’t she? Bet she got wetter the second we stared. She wants it. Craves it. We’ll make her moan for the council. Let her thank us while we f**k her full. That pretty mouth can suck one of us while the rest fill her up like a c*m tank.”
And then he laughed. He f*****g laughed. And that was it. That was the moment I looked at Damon.
Because surely, surely, he would stop this.
But Damon wasn’t stopping him.
Damon was nodding.
Calmly.
Slowly.
Like he was agreeing.
And my soul cracked in two.
“You’re right,” Damon said, voice low, like he was considering it. “You’re absolutely right.”
I froze.
No.
No no no.
What was happening?
“You’re right about everything,” he continued, turning his head just slightly toward the man but keeping his body facing mine. “She does scream. She does beg. She likes it when I use my teeth. You want to hear what she sounded like against that locker? You want to know how she looked when I pulled her hair and made her
say please?”
My knees almost buckled. I couldn’t process it. Couldn’t understand. My mouth went dry. My throat closed. I wanted to throw up. I wanted to scream at him to stop–to stop f*****g agreeing with the man who just suggested gang–raping me in the goddamn Alpha Council room.
“Bet she’d let us all take her right now if you asked nice,” the old fucker added, grinning so wide I could see every yellow tooth in his rotting mouth. “Hell, I’ll take the first ride. Spread her on the table, slap that ass a few times. I’ll lick her n*****s, bite down a little, make her cry for real Alpha cock.”
And then–then–he reached out.
He actually reached for me.
Two fingers, extended, like he was about to touch me.
Like he thought he could.
Like he f*****g belonged anywhere near me.
That’s when Damon moved.
Fast.
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Before the old man’s fingers could get within inches of my skin, Damon exploded. He didn’t growl. He didn’t shift. He didn’t roar. He ripped.
His claws came out so fast I didn’t even see the blur. All I heard was the wet sound of flesh being torn. All I saw was the man’s eyes going wide, then wider, then full of blood as Damon’s claws sank through his neck and sliced upward, tearing his oesophagus clean out like it was tissue.
Blood hit the ceiling. The table. My face.
The man didn’t even scream.
His mouth opened.
His body spasmed.
And then he collapsed.
Hard.
Wet.
Lifeless.
Damon stood over him, panting once–just once–before dropping the steaming, ragged pipe of throat meat
to the floor like trash.
Silence crashed into the room like a bomb.
And I… I was shaking.
Not from fear.
Not from pain.
From the f*****g power of it.
From the proof.
He had pretended to agree.
He had baited him.
He had dragged him down, word by word, until the man’s own filth became the blade Damon used to gut him.
I looked at Damon.
Covered in blood.
Still calm.
Still dangerous.
And then he turned to the others–those wrinkled cowards who had watched this entire thing with lust in their eyes and piss in their souls–and said:
“She’s not your toy. She’s not your b***h. She’s not just your f*****g Luna.”
He pointed to me now.
“She’s mine.”
His lips curled.
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“Mine like blood. Mine like soul. Mine like f*****g destiny.”
No one dared look away. Not even me.
“And if any of you–” he began again, his voice dropping lower, darker, more savage with every word, “if any of you dare to disrespect her again… if any of you even think about talking sexually about what’s mine…”
He took a slow step forward, dragging his claws along the edge of the blood–soaked table.
“I will f*****g burst your c***s open.”
The words echoed like gunshots.
“Do you hear me?” he snarled, voice feral now. “I will slice them off at the root and shove them down your throat. I will rip your balls out of your shriveled little sacks and let my wolf eat them. I’ll let him chew the
meat while you watch.”
Someone gasped. Another choked. One man actually slid his chair back like he was trying not to piss
himself.
But Damon wasn’t finished.
“I don’t care how old you are. I don’t care what rank you’ve held. You so much as breathe wrong in her direction again, and I will make you suffer. I will make you scream until your own pack refuses to claim your
corpse.”
He turned slowly, eyes burning as they landed on me.
And when he spoke again, it wasn’t for them.
“She is my Luna. My flame. My filthy little queen. And the next one of you who forgets that-”
He looked back at the blood pooling around the dead man’s body.
“-will end up feeding the floor just like him.”
Yes, folks.
That’s what the f**k he said.
And that? That was the moment the Alpha Council s**t themselves, and I sat down on the dead man’s chair with power humming in my bones.
Say it again.
Louder.
So the entire f*****g pack hears it-
I’m his.
And no one touches what he’s claimed unless they’re ready to die screaming.
And then, like it was a normal Tuesday, like he hadn’t just committed a brutal, public execution with the casual ease of cracking a knuckle, Damon stepped over the body, wiped the blood off my face then his hand with a handkerchief that belonged to the dead guy, tossed it back on the corpse, and said-
“Now.”
His voice was back to calm. Like all that rage had been folded up and stored neatly behind his ribs again.
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“Let’s start what I came here for”
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