Chapter 3 You Don't Deserve to Carry My Child

Leona's POV: I saw the driver reach his hand out to my other foot. With his calloused fingers, he stroked the sole of my foot and the back of my foot continuously before getting to my calf. "Don't—" I struggled with all my might, trying to kick that filthy hand of his away. In the end, I kicked Soren on his shoulder unintentionally, causing him to misunderstand what I was doing. He roared, "You don't deserve to touch me!" He flipped me over once again. He grabbed me by my hair, pressing me forcefully against the car window. My hands were tied once again. This time, he bound them even tighter than before. It even felt like my wrists were going to snap at any second. He drove me further up, forcing my chest to grind against the car window. I felt cold and hot at the same time. It was only at this moment that Soren noticed the presence of another person in the car. He gave the driver a sidelong glance. In a frigid voice that carried a displeased tone, he questioned, "What are you still doing here?" I heard the driver scrambling to open the car door. Right as I let out a sigh of relief, I heard a mocking chuckle from Soren. "What are you worried about?" he asked. He lowered the car window a slit on purpose, revealing my dark hair. The icy rain water trickled in along my hair down to my chest and my belly before reaching the point where we were joined as one. Soren seemed to enjoy a thrill like this very much. I struggled frantically and cursed loudly. Yet, it only excited the man behind me even further. He let out a growl, thrusting even harder. I did my best to lower myself and shrink further into the car, afraid that the bunch of madmen outside would see what I looked like now. Nonetheless, my actions seemed to make Soren misunderstand. A loud smack reverberated through the air. "You're such a slut indeed, having the mind to look at others when making love with me. It seems like I haven't punished you hard enough!" he roared. All of a sudden, he pulled out, and a small burst of air was released. In the next moment, he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, lifting my bottoms up even higher. Before I even had the chance to catch my breath, he plunged all the way in once again. I screamed in pain, shaking my head as hard as I could. "It's too deep. Too deep! No, don't! Just let me go, Soren!" The physical pain prompted my lower body to tense up, but the rapid surge of pleasure only drove Soren further into his frenzy. He seemed to be annoyed by my pleas. He released his hold around my waist and stuffed the bra from earlier into my mouth as quickly as he could. Right after that, my vision went dark. He had covered my head with his jacket. I wanted to yell and call him a jerk. However, all I could do was make the sound of helpless, muffled cries. My tears mixed in with the rain, streaming down simultaneously as I sank into despair. Just like a small boat out on the vast sea, my body rose and fell repeatedly with Soren's every thrust. I lost track of time before the man behind me let out a roar. A searing wave gushed forth, straight into the inner depths of me. I didn't even have the strength to scream. My vision was blocked, my hands were tied, and I couldn't even make a sound. At this moment, my sense of touch was heightened even further. I could clearly feel Soren retreating slowly as warm fluid trickled down along my thighs. Right after that, I felt him reach in with two slender fingers. I squirmed in discomfort, trying to free myself from him. Then, he said in a hoarse voice, "A woman like you doesn't deserve to carry my child." He worked continuously to scrape the fluid out of me with his fingers while all I could do was cry helplessly. The door slammed shut with a loud bang. Soren had thrown me out of the car mercilessly. Instantly, the icy rain water consumed me. As he drove off, water from the spinning car wheels splattered over me, leaving me cold and numb. Just like that, Soren abandoned me at the door to the mental asylum in a state of undress. Then, I watched as his car disappeared from my line of sight. That said, something even more devastating happened. Someone roared in laughter. "I heard that this is the daughter of the Larkspur pack's Alpha. I've never tasted what it's like to be with a noble woman." "Well, here's your chance today!" "Just look at her. She's practically asking for it." "Ms. Elara gave her instructions for us to make sure that we take good care of her…" One of the men sniggered. "A woman who's just been had is probably wetter. Hurry up, you. We're all waiting in line!" I widened my eyes, staring as the lowlives in front of the asylum charged at me, grabbing me with their filthy hands…