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Bought My Surrogate Luna

Bought My Surrogate Luna

Author:kurisu

Finished

Werewolf

Introduction
Zara was mistreated and abused since she was just a child by her parents and later on by her step brother. She didn't receive love as she grew up but what made it worse was when his father and step-mother decided to sell her. But, to whom? "Alpha Gavin?! Hell no!" "My life was such trash! Did the Moon Goddess don't have a good plan in my life? Why were they selling me, and why did they choose Alpha Gavin to be the buyer?!" "Alpha Gavin was said to be the most cruel Alpha among all Alphas. No one wanted to get close to him. Respect was given just because of too much fear." "He was especially cruel toward she-wolves. He would do anything he wanted. No one could command him and change his fixed decision. He only fucked she-wolves, and none of the she-wolves was allowed to be with him. She-wolves for him was only for fucking."
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Chapter

A woman was lying on the small, soft, and simple bed in the warm room. A quilt was draped over the top half of her body. It helped her get a good night's sleep in the middle of a cold night.

She later felt the warmness inside the room that made her remove the quilt. The figure was lovely, and her silky white sleeping wear embraced her curve, and the skin was light but not pale. Her hair was scattered on her pillow, and her palm-sized face made it hidden.

In the middle of her tight sleep, the door opened cautiously, but the footsteps coming couldn't be heard.

Then someone stroked her with the fingers that were rough because of calluses.

Her beautiful clear eyes immediately woke up the moment she felt it and sat down, pulling her legs.

 

ZARA'S POV

"Brother Dyron? W—What are you doing here?" I said. I was moving back to my bed while he was crawling toward me. I was like facing a monster at that moment.

 Even though I tried to stay away, I couldn't.

"H—Hel…." I was about to shout for help, but he crawled fast to me and covered my mouth with his hand.

"Such a fake woman, Zara, huh? I know you wanted to get fuck again, don't you?"

He was staring at me like I really didn't have any idea what he was going to do next.

I was trembling and shivering, and my breathing was so rapid that I couldn't keep track of it.

He put his mouth on my right ear while he was on the top of my legs and whispered, "No need for help, Zara. I, alone, can make you satisfied."

I wanted to cry, and I felt so helpless at that moment.

He grabbed my hair and lifted up my face, then licked my lips and forcibly opened my teeth. She invaded my hiding tongue. I wanted to puke and spit on his face. That stubborn tongue continued going down to my neck while he was pulling my hair to the side.

"How was it? Hehe. Stop hiding your real face of satisfaction."

He knelt in front of me and opened the zipper of his pants, and pulled out his fleshly bone. I looked at my side, but he wouldn't let me not look at his dick.

He took my chin in his hands and forced me to look at it, but I closed my eyes.

"Don't you really want to look at it? Okay, maybe you just want to feel this treasure of mine." After saying that, he wiped it on my face and my lips.

"Uhmm! Please, stop! Brother Dyron, please…"

"Shut the fuck up!"

He grabbed both of my legs and yanked me down onto the bed. Why sleepy wear dress automatically moved up, and my body was completely exposed to him. He quickly removed my underwear and tossed it on the floor then pushed my bra up and fondled my breast. My tears flowed freely from my eyes.

"The luckiest thing that has happened to you is that you have had the opportunity to taste me. I deserve your gratitude."

Dyron, the son of my stepmother. He had harassed me several times before.

I wanted to fight back, to protect myself, but my wolf was so weak since I was abused all these years, so I knew it wouldn't help even if I shifted cause Dyron's wolf must be stronger than mine.

Dyron opened my legs wide and held his manhood. He rubbed it into my entrance when the door opened without a knock.

 My step-mom rushed into the room and looked at us.

"Dyron! What are you doing?!"

 Dyron immediately stuffed his dick into his pants, while I snatched the quilt from beside me and wrapped it around my body. I drew my knees to my chest and embraced it, and it provided me with much-needed comfort at the time.

This was the first time I saw my stepmom, I mean, the first time that she helped me.

Ever since my step-mom aunt Claire moved in with her son Dyron, my Dad treated me worse. And I was like living in a real hell. I couldn't think that there would be more worse than my situation. My life was a fucking garbage. Worthless.

I knew my Dad still couldn't escape the pain caused by my mom's suicide. It was an obvious pain and nightmare to him. He completely ignored me since that thing happened, but was it my fault? Was it?

Dyron had said some dirty words to me many times. I tried to reach out to her mom and ask for help, but I retreated. I knew aunt Claire wouldn't do anything that could hurt her son since she loved her son so much.

My Dad? I didn't expect any concern from him. He was indifferent even though he knew Dyron was an imprisoned rapist before. The funny thing was, he never cared about my safety because he was just immersed in the joy aunt Claire brought to him.

Do you know what's unfair? He treated Dyron so nicely, as if Dyron was his biological son.

Since the beginning of time, I had never seen his gentleness. I'd only seen his abrasive demeanor toward me. But whenever it was about Dyron, he was really gentle and considerate to him.

I was used to his numbness toward me because that was better than his previous violence when mom was still alive.

Dyron jumped out of bed, and it seemed like he wasn't scared at all.

He simply walked up to his mother and zipped up his pants in front of her. Aunt Claire whispered something in his ear, and I had no idea what it meant. Dyron just gave a slight nod.

"Have your rest, Zara," Aunt Claire said and put her arm on the shoulder of Dyron and left me alone in my damp room.

What if my mom was still here? Why did my mom choose to get her life and abandon me here?

I was still hoping that this miserable life was just a dream.