2/23/2018

Hey Dear Diary.....

I’m sorry. I used to be a regular here but you know, since I became mated to Alpha Festus, things has been hectic. He dotes on me everytime and even chose himself to be my daily diary.

He would take me riding in the woods in his wolf form and everything with him was just blinging LOVE and care, so much that I wish I had my wolf already so I could be his Luna.

I just feel you have to hear this because I can't tell Festus about it NEVER..

So on the night of on 18th, A frightful storm was blowing that night. Fierce winds roaring out of the North brought sheets of rain falling from the depths of a pitch-black sky. Intermittent flashes of lightning fractured the night, revealing a strobe-light view of my room in monochrome stills.

You know, I hated being alone on a night like that. Alpha Festus, should have been with me. But, tonight, he went on hunting with his Beta because the rouges attack on the north gate is getting too much.

Time slowly ticked by while the fury of the storm raged on. The icy cold seeped into my room but I managed to stay warm in my nightshirt under the thick covers of my bed. Sometime during that night, and in spite my unease, I managed to fall into a light and fitful sleep.

Unsettling dreams of some forgotten terror made my slumber anything but peaceful. I tossed and turned as I fled some unseen danger until, at some later hour, something woke me with a dreadful and sudden start.

I wasn’t sure what interrupted my slumber. I only knew it was something out of place in the depths of the night. By the time my senses returned, the house was deathly quiet again. I told myself it was just the thunder, but something in my belly wouldn’t let me believe it.

I checked the bedside clock only to find it as dark as the night beyond my window. The storm had knocked the power out and even the lights outside denied me their comforting glow. Fear knotted my belly and a chill came over me that had little to do with the cold.

Desperately, I called out “Festus? Is that you, babe?” hoping it was his return that so disturbed the night. My trembling voice sounded loud in my ears, but my calls died out unanswered in the hall beyond the bedroom door. It seamed an unearthly quiet was settling around me, as if the night itself was holding its breath.

The flesh on the back of my neck began to crawl as my eyes searched the darkness for any sign of something amiss. I listened intently, but only the ongoing sound of the rain spattering on the sill penetrated the sanctity of my room.

It was then I caught the scent. It was a musky odor, mixed with sweat and a hint of wet leather. It was the unmistakable smell of a man — A Gamma! And not an Alpha like Festus, my heart began to pound as my fear turned to panic!

Instinctively, I fumbled with the light but it refused to come on. Not understanding the cause, my clumsy efforts continued until the lamp fell from the bedside table.

The resulting crash, and the unmistakable sound of shattering glass, sent bolts of terror racing though my already frayed nerves. I searched for my phone but it too must have fallen and was nowhere to be found. A deep helplessness filled my breast and I huddled deeper into my covers, feeling very much like a little girl hiding from the unseen menace of the bogey man.

"Hello?" I called again, this time more softly, as if I actually feared the response. "Is there somebody there?" Again, my words were sucked away and nothing but silence remained.

Seconds ticked by and I was building the courage to rise from my bed when a great clap of thunder shattered the night. For an instant, the lightning flash filled the room with incandescent light, revealing the unmistakable form of a man standing just inside my bedroom door!

The flash lasted only a moment but his image was burned so deeply into my retina that he seemed to glow even after the darkness returned. I was stunned as the reality of what I saw sank in. He was tall and black and his mere presence in my home carried a dreadful and unspoken threat. I fear Gammas like I fear Vampires. My heart jumped into my throat and I was drawing a breath to scream when he took the few steps he needed to cross the room. To my horror, he slapped a gloved hand hard over my mouth.

"Don't scream, bitch!" he hissed darkly. "This shit is going to be a whole lot easier on you if you don't scream. Do what I tell you and everything will be everything, you understand?"

His eyes were cold and menacing and held my gaze despite my desire to flee. Paralyzed by fear and held tightly in his strong hands, I nodded quickly, accepting his command.

The smell of his wet glove sank into my mind and made me want to wretch. I clasped his hand in mine and tried to pull it away. He was far too strong and I gained no freedom from my effort. My attempt to fight him off only angered him and a moment later he pulled his hand back and slapped me hard across my face. Pain exploded in my head and I was left reeling from the blow. I cried out and fell back hard into my bed.

I hadn't even seen his hand coming and its impact caused stars to flash in my eyes, stunning me to my core. I was overwhelmed by pain and confusion and hot tears instantly began flowing down my cheek. In that horrifying moment I thought I would surely die at this man's brutal hand.

Having nowhere else to go, I coward back into my bed. My belly swelled with fear and a desperate whine escaped my lips. At any moment, I expected to feel him on my body, but he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me upright on the bed.

"Where is it?" he demanded harshly. "Where is the wolfsbane antidote! Don't you dare tell me it isn't here!"

'The wolfsbane antidote! He has been drugged!' But how did he know that Festus had the wolfsbane antidote?

I knew how valuable it was of course, just as I knew there was over twelve thousand dollars in cash with it. It was everything we had in the world and the thought of losing it was almost as horrifying as being assaulted in the middle of the night. I shook my head, fearfully telling him "I don't know where it is! I swear! Festus took it with him!"

I was crying in desperation and hot tears flooded down my face. I was sure that my life was either going to be destroyed or simply snuffed out like a match in the wind. Worse still, I knew there would be no one to save me from my fate.

The man's lips drew thin and he growled angrily as he shook me hard. Then I saw the shadowy but unmistakable silhouette of a long knife appear before my eyes.

"This ain't about you, Omega!. You tell me where the drugs are and you don't have to bleed tonight! Your Alpha sent his Beta to spike me with Wolfsbane thinking I won't know he had the antidotes... So I'm gonna ask you one more time, Omega, where are the drugs!"

Wide eyed in terror, I watched as the moonlight glinted off of the razors-edge of that blade as it slowly moved closer to my face. I knew how thoroughly screwed I was. With a kilo of antidote in the house, Festus and I would be ganged to death because it was gotten from a Vampire scientist who had lived for more than a century. It's a sin in the pack to have anything to do with the Vamps, so the fastest way is not getting drugged with Wolfsbane so you won't need their help.

There was nothing left for me to do.

"It's-- it's under the bottom drawer of the dresser." I finally told him, sobbing uncontrollably. "Go ahead and take it, just pleeease, don't cut me!"

"Under the dresser, is it?" he snarled and pulled the knife away. "Fine. I'm warning you, don't fuckin' move and you might get through this alive. I'm telling you right now, bitch, if it ain't there, you are gonna feel pain like you never even dreamed of!"

Pushing me back into the bed, he stepped away. A moment later the bright, directed beam of his Maglight came to life and I watched in a twisted blend of horrors as he pulled the drawer out and dumped it on the floor.

When he reached into the opening, I was torn between my desire to live and my need for that stash of cash and drugs. I watched in helpless desperation as he removed the plastic wrapped bundles and dropped them one after another into his bag. By the time he had claimed it all, I felt as violated and defeated as I had when he first appeared in my room.

Bitterness and anger overwhelmed my fear and I shrieked at him, "You have what you wanted, you bastard! That's everything we have. Now go! Get out of my house and leave me alone!"

When he calmly zipped the duffle closed, I actually thought he might. But then, he turned the light around and let it slowly play up and down my body.

"I would," he said with what might have been a touch of regret. "But I ain't done yet. Festus violated my den and now, I got to violate his. I know it ain't gonna make you feel any better about what I'm about to do to you, but this really ain't as personal as its gonna feel. Still, it don't hurt that you are so fucking sexy."

'Oh, my God! He's going to rape me!' my mind screamed. 'This can't be happening!' I could almost feel his eyes burning into me as the light traveled over my body and I did my best to hide myself under the sheets.

I swear, he just chuckled softly as he watched me squirm. "That ain't gonna help, girl. Besides, I think you're gonna love your first taste of black cock." Then, with one strong hand, he began pulling the covers toward the foot of the bed.

'No, please!' I whimpered as my feeble grip on those sheets failed and I watched in horror as my bare legs became exposed to his view. My heart was heaving in my chest as the dreadful reality of his assault became clear.

I was trapped on my own bed with a man bent on taking me by force, unable to even scream for help. My mouth grew dry and a shudder went through me as he sat the light down onto the carpeted floor. The beam rose from below, casting chaotic and unearthly shadows over the room as he slowly unbuckled his pants. The threatening sound of his zipper coming down filled me with terror. Yet with it came an unwelcome longing and the first hint of moisture appeared between my clenched and trembling thighs.

I knew what it was. The fear was affecting me as it always did, arousing me at time when I should have been repulsed.

Once unbuckled, his jeans dropped from his hips, exposing the long shape of his cock. Calmly, as if I wasn't even there, he took his member into his hand and stroked it until it stood, ridged and proud.

'Oh fuck! He's huge!' was my first thought at seeing it and more tears began running down my cheeks. He was so hard that I knew he'd have no trouble getting that monster into me. I pleaded, "Please, I'm begging you, don't do this to me!" but he just shook his head.

"What's got to be has got to be, girl. One way or the other, you are going to get fucked. The only question is, how many bruises do you get along the way?" He pulled off his shirt, revealing his dark and powerfully muscled chest

I knew how valuable it was of course, just as I knew there was over twelve thousand dollars in cash with it. It was everything we had in the world and the thought of losing it was almost as horrifying as being assaulted in the middle of the night. I shook my head, fearfully telling him "I don't know where it is! I swear! Festus took it with him!"

I was crying in desperation and hot tears flooded down my face. I was sure that my life was either going to be destroyed or simply snuffed out like a match in the wind. Worse still, I knew there would be no one to save me from my fate.

The man's lips drew thin and he growled angrily as he shook me hard. Then I saw the shadowy but unmistakable silhouette of a long knife appear before my eyes.

"This ain't about you, Omega!. You tell me where the drugs are and you don't have to bleed tonight! Your Alpha sent his Beta to spike me with Wolfsbane thinking I won't know he had the antidotes... So I'm gonna ask you one more time, Omega, where are the drugs!

Wide eyed in terror, I watched as the moonlight glinted off of the razors-edge of that blade as it slowly moved closer to my face. I knew how thoroughly screwed I was. With a kilo of antidote in the house, Festus and I would be ganged to death because it was gotten from a Vampire scientist who had lived for more than a century. It's a sin in the pack to have anything to do with the Vamps, so the fastest way is not getting drugged with Wolfsbane so you won't need their help.

There was nothing left for me to do.

"It's-- it's under the bottom drawer of the dresser." I finally told him, sobbing uncontrollably. "Go ahead and take it, just pleeease, don't cut me!"

"Under the dresser, is it?" he snarled and pulled the knife away. "Fine. I'm warning you, don't fuckin' move and you might get through this alive. I'm telling you right now, bitch, if it ain't there, you are gonna feel pain like you never even dreamed of!"

Pushing me back into the bed, he stepped away. A moment later the bright, directed beam of his Maglight came to life and I watched in a twisted blend of horrors as he pulled the drawer out and dumped it on the floor.

When he reached into the opening, I was torn between my desire to live and my need for that stash of cash and drugs. I watched in helpless desperation as he removed the plastic wrapped bundles and dropped them one after another into his bag. By the time he had claimed it all, I felt as violated and defeated as I had when he first appeared in my room.

Bitterness and anger overwhelmed my fear and I shrieked at him, "You have what you wanted, you bastard! That's everything we have. Now go! Get out of my house and leave me alone!"

When he calmly zipped the duffle closed, I actually thought he might. But then, he turned the light around and let it slowly play up and down my body.

"I would," he said with what might have been a touch of regret. "But I ain't done yet. Festus violated my den and now, I got to violate his. I know it ain't gonna make you feel any better about what I'm about to do to you, but this really ain't as personal as its gonna feel. Still, it don't hurt that you are so fucking sexy."

'Oh, my God! He's going to rape me!' my mind screamed. 'This can't be happening!' I could almost feel his eyes burning into me as the light traveled over my body and I did my best to hide myself under the sheets.

I swear, he just chuckled softly as he watched me squirm. "That ain't gonna help, girl. Besides, I think you're gonna love your first taste of black cock." Then, with one strong hand, he began pulling the covers toward the foot of the bed.

'No, please!' I whimpered as my feeble grip on those sheets failed and I watched in horror as my bare legs became exposed to his view. My heart was heaving in my chest as the dreadful reality of his assault became clear.

I was trapped on my own bed with a man bent on taking me by force, unable to even scream for help. My mouth grew dry and a shudder went through me as he sat the light down onto the carpeted floor. The beam rose from below, casting chaotic and unearthly shadows over the room as he slowly unbuckled his pants. The threatening sound of his zipper coming down filled me with terror. Yet with it came an unwelcome longing and the first hint of moisture appeared between my clenched and trembling thighs.

I knew what it was. The fear was affecting me as it always did, arousing me at time when I should have been repulsed.

Once unbuckled, his jeans dropped from his hips, exposing the long shape of his cock. Calmly, as if I wasn't even there, he took his member into his hand and stroked it until it stood, ridged and proud.

'Oh fuck! He's huge!' was my first thought at seeing it and more tears began running down my cheeks. He was so hard that I knew he'd have no trouble getting that monster into me. I pleaded, "Please, I'm begging you, don't do this to me!" but he just shook his head.

"What's got to be has got to be, girl. One way or the other, you are going to get fucked. The only question is, how many bruises do you get along the way?" He pulled off his shirt, revealing his dark and powerfully muscled chest.

An uncontrolled desire rose in my throat as I gazed upon his body. He looked chiseled from a block of pure obsidian. He was strong and so beautiful, yet underneath his physical perfection, hid a monster intent on raping me, even if it meant beating me into submission. Despite his intimidating presence, I couldn't believe it was actually happening to me. Not until he reached out and grabbed me by my ankle. When I felt the steel in his grip, it all became very real.

"Noo!" I screamed as panic seized me! I kicked at him and tried to drive him away, but my feeble blows were nothing to him. His grip never wavered and with a quick pull, I was drawn, flat on my back, to the middle of the bed. His hands slid up my legs and I gasped in fear as his fingers slipped under the slim hem of my panties.

Jace arrived at EPC a few minutes later.

He parked his vehicle in front of mine, opened his car door, and climbed out. He approached me.

�Are you okay? � he asked.

At that moment, I burst into tears.

It was easy for me to cry. All I had to do was imagine Jace being with another woman.

At that moment, Jace ran over and hugged me. I allowed him to wrap his arms around me and comfort me. He rubbed his right hand through my hair.

"Shh, it's going to be okay," he promised. �Everything is going to be alright. �

"Just take me home," I cried. �This has been a really tough day. �

�Alright, let's go,� Jace replied.

Jace stared at the road ahead of him as he drove. He remained silent.

I knew I had to say something. I had to tell him how I felt. Becky would make her move on him soon, and I couldn't allow my heart to get broken.

However, I couldn't muster up the courage to vocally express my true feelings.

Suddenly, I had an idea.

I slowly lifted my miniskirt up, showing off as much of my leg as I possibly could. I rubbed my hands against my thighs as I held my miniskirt up.

Jace immediately noticed that I was trying to turn him on. Then he frowned.

�Do you need me to turn the heat on? � he asked. �You look like you're struggling to stay warm. �

"No, it's okay," I said. �I can keep myself cool, thanks.�

I rubbed my hands all over my legs, stroking them.

�You're weird,� he said.

"I'm your sister," I remarked. �Weird is the new normal. �

"Stepsister," he corrected. "And a kiddo."

�Whatever you say,� I said, as I rubbed my legs even more.

"I'm going to get you a blanket," Jace said. �I'm easily distracted, and I don't want you to feel cold. �

Jace stopped his car, parked, climbed out, and headed over to his car trunk.

I groaned. My seductive tactics weren't working.

I was doing everything I could think of to get him to make a move. Unfortunately, nothing I did made an impact. He just wasn't into me.

�Here, this should help,� Jace said, as he returned to his car and handed me a blanket.

"Thanks," I replied.

I placed the blanket on top of my legs. I wasn't actually cold, but I didn't feel like arguing.

I knew that Becky was going to make her move on my stepbrother soon. Somehow, someway, I had to stop her. I had to make Jace fall for me.

Jace and I arrived back at our house a few minutes later. We entered the living room.

"I got to get back to working on my paper," he told me. �I'll see you later. �

�Actually, I do need your help with something!� I blurted out. "Please?"

�What is it? � Jace asked.

�Could you... could you help me practice my routine? � I asked him. �I've been struggling recently. �

"I don't know," Jace answered. "I'm not familiar with, you know, cheerleading and that type of stuff, so..."

"I just need you to do some holding and provide some feedback on my cheers," I told him. �Nothing complicated. I just need some help. Please?�

Jace sighed.

�Okay, but quickly,� he answered. �I have a lot of things to do, and I can't afford to fall any further behind on work. �

"I'm going to work on some moves first," I told him. �Then we'll get to the cheers. First, hold my right leg up. �

I held my right leg out in front of him.

Jace raised my right leg up into the air. He placed my right foot on his left shoulder. I smiled as I forced him to look up my skirt and stare at my thin cheerleader panties.

�What is this for? � he asked.

"Just a move that most cheerleaders have to work on to be successful," I lied. �Now, the other leg.�

Jace placed my right leg down. Then he raised my left leg up into the air. I wrapped my arms around his neck, placing my face as close to his face as possible.

I was tempted to kiss Jace, but I wanted him to make a move first. Unfortunately, he didn't respond.

�Anything else? � he asked, as he set my leg down.

�Yes,� I replied. �Now I'm going to do a handstand. Just hold both of my feet up, and don't let go. �

I leaned forward and got on my hands and knees. My miniskirt flew up, giving Jace a clear view of my ass.

'This should be enough to send him wanting you,' my wolf says.

Jace grabbed onto my feet and held onto them. He held his breath as I did my handstand. I could tell that he was looking up my skirt and staring at my goodies.

At that moment, I wanted my stepbrother to go down on me right there. I wanted him to rip apart my cheerleader bloomers and feast on my moist pussy. Then I wanted him to stick that cock in me, fuck me hard, and fill my pussy up with his warm white cum.

I wanted him so badly. Why couldn't he see that I wanted him?

My dirty thoughts aroused me so much that I forgot to concentrate on what I was supposed to be doing.

At that moment, I lost my balance. I fell and hit the floor.

�Oh, my gosh, I'm so sorry! � Jace yelled. �Are you okay? �

I began to answer, but I stopped myself. Instead, I pretended to be unconscious. I shut my eyes and waited.

Are you okay? � I heard him ask.

At that moment, I stopped breathing.

Jace shook me, attempting to wake me up. I didn't move, and I did everything I could to make certain that he couldn't hear me breathe.

�Please wake up! Please! he screamed.

Then it happened. Jace opened my mouth and began to give me CPR.

At that moment, I opened my eyes, stuck my tongue in my stepbrother's mouth, and began to make out with him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Jace yelled as he pulled his mouth away from my own mouth. �What are you doing? �

�What?� I asked.

�You just... you just kissed me! "Ah," he cried. �I know you know that! You just stuck your tongue in my mouth! �

"Jace, I'm a cheerleader," I said as I climbed to my feet. �And I have a really big game tomorrow. So I was hoping you could cheer me up. Or maybe...�

At that moment, I reached for the zipper on his jeans. I grabbed it and pulled it down.

�I could cheer you up,� I said, as I reached for his cock.

Jace slapped my hands away and backed away from me.

�Mom and Dad would not be thrilled if they knew about this,� Jace replied. �About what you think of me. �

"Probably," I replied. �But... and I do mean, butt...�

At that moment, I spun around and bent over. My miniskirt went up my legs as I exposed my ass to Jace.

�You really like puns, don't you? � Jace asked.

"I like a lot of things," I replied. �Yes, Mom and Dad would not be happy if they knew who I was into. But I already knew that. Now why don't you show me what you're into? �

I smacked my right cheek and waited for Jace to make a move. However, he just stood there, staring at me.

�Too direct? � I asked.

"Well..."

�Look, maybe I was too aggressive,� I said.

I stood up and walked over to him.

�I just wanted...�