49. Fun time as a pack.

Elena.

I was walking in the dark night. I made sure not to look back, though I was convinced that I could feel a pair of eyes on me even as the beam from a headlight from nowhere grew faint. The moon illuminated the driveway well enough that I did not need a flashlight. Still, the shadows played charades with my thoughts.

Who knew what kind of monsters roam these woods?

A hum sounded from inside the backpack on my back, one that I had not noticed before, phantoms from my other life attempting to intrude. I ignored them. I never had a phone, and I was far too young to care about things like social media and the likes... I did not even have the luxury to worry about them. All I needed to worry about at that moment is just getting home.

The scuffing of my sneakers was soon overtaken by the rumble of an engine and I walked faster. The trees thinned, revealing an expansive lawn. A roofline crested over the hill. I was almost home.

Headlights casted long shadows as an SUV growled and advanced towards me and then I ran.

Brakes squealed. A door slammed. Footsteps pounded the road in time with my racing heart. I bursted onto the field, pavement giving way to lush, silvery lawn. "

If I could make it to the house, I would be safe," I told myself. My daddy would protect me. Adrenaline goad me, lifted me up, made me feel like I was floating.

Two strong hands suddenly dragged me back down to earth.

I cried out. No matter how well I braced for it, there was no escaping the bewilderment of being rendered helpless. The violent jolt forced me out of my head and into the present moment. My knees hit the grass before the rest of me fell. I attempted to crawl but the tight hold on my backpack made me stumble. I twisted, managing to free my arms from the straps, then scrambled until I was caught.

“Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?” The man who for some reason had no face purred, caging me with his body.

Sweat dripped into my eyes. I clawed at the grass, searching for an exit, but it was no use. He had me right where he wanted me.

“Move an inch and I’ll break your fucking arm.”

I could not see the faceless man pull the bondage tape taut, but the piercing zip was like horror to my ears. He binded my wrists, forcing my shoulder blades to kiss, then grind his erection against my ass.

“Feel that, Little Elle? That’s all for you.”

Faceless man then flipped me over like I weighed nothing. With the moon at his back, his silhouette cut a menacing void against the sky. My arms ached from having all my weight pressed onto them.

“Help,” I cried. “Daddy!”

He gripped my jaw like a vice. “Shut up.”

“Please—” I heard the slap before I even felt it, a fierce burn that radiated outward from my cheek.

“I said, shut up.” He pawed at me, tugging my panties down and dislodging one of my shoes in the process. The cool air lapped at my most tender places before I could clamp my legs shut. He stuffed the bunched cotton into my mouth. “That should keep you quiet.”

Tears filled my eyes as heat flooded me. He ripped through the dress, popping butterfly buttons and baring my breasts to the night.

“My, my, Little Elle.” Faceless man said as he rubbed his cock through his jeans. “What big tits you have.”

Suddenly, everything went dark even though the woods was brightly lit by the headlamps and moon before. A black hood was roughly thrown over my face and constrained around my neck; my panic was visceral as my breath grasped at the only air available and proded the mask up against my mouth. The small traces of oxygen decelerated my fight as I succumbed to him ripping my panties away from my legs and grabbing at every single part of my body he desired.

The motor functions in my limbs were puppeted by his force and will; my ass rose in the air, each cheek got spanked with precision, force, and complete disregard for the panting and crying happening under the hood. He forced me to my knees and lifted up the hood enough so that only my mouth was available for his use.

“You act like your daddy would ever care about what I do to you, he'll only punish and flog you, you should be grateful that he is not here to give you your spankings. It is good that I have to do it for him.” He said as he squeezed my ass and then slapped it hard.

I cried out. He spanked me again and again, twelve times in all, his blows punishing. How dare I tempt him with my wide eyes and butterfly buttons, they seemed to say.

The metallic clink of his belt sent another shrill through my veins. I kicked my reluctance into overdrive, thrashing as well as I could without the aid of my arms.

“Help me,” I shouted, my voice hoarse. “Daddy, please, help me!”

He pressed my face to the grass to muffle my cries. “No one can help you now, Little Elle, I will never let them.” He said as my eyes fluttered open.

I woke up to my room. My room in the Ferrari home and not father's nor Salvatore's. I was sweating profusely but I felt relieved that it was all a dream at least.

After the alpha had come to check on me last night and I had rushed into the restroom to avoid him, by the time I came back to the room, he was gone and I felt both disappointed and relieved at the same time. My body still ached but only a bit and it is actually not unbearable or anything.

I stood up to see that it was dawn already and I needed to take some water. I walked past the alpha’s room, down the stairs uo until the kitchen as I opened one of the fridges to get a bottle of water. Mot bothering to take too much time that might make me wander around and pokenose into anything this time, I simply walked back to my room but as soon as I walked past the alpha’s room, his voice stopped me.

"Elena?" He said.

When I did not respond, acting like I had heard wrong, "Come in, Elena." He said again. And my heart skipped a beat.

I walked into his room only to find him shirtless and dressed in a robe, obviously preparing for a run as usual.

"Are you okay now?" He asked after eyeing me from heart to toe and getting me hot under his scrutiny.

"Uh... yes. Yes, I am sir. Thank you." I responded and the silence that hung between us afterwards was very uncomfortable.

After what seemed like forever, he spoke again, "I have decided that the kids will take the day off school so that we can all go for a picnic, to cheer you up and also have a little fun time as a pack. The others will be going with us too of course. So you are fine enough to go with us, yyeah? He asked in a very soft tone that just kept making me jittery.

"Uh, of course sir." I respond, after he told me that I could leave, I hurried out of his room.

As I hurried away, I ran into Luca who was about to come into the room too obviously to see the alpha. Luca glared at me and once again, I got the feeling that he just doesn't like me very much.

"Uh... sorry." I apologize for crashing unto him then lowered my head since he was considered the next powerful in the pack after Mr.Deangelo. I just wanted to stay out of trouble and not get on his bad side.

As I walked away despite not getting any response from him, I could feel the heat of his glare on me until I was out of sight. The hostility from Luca threatened to take me back to the dark place of Salvatore and my pack's cruelty but I broke free from it when I saw Mia and Diego hours later.

The kids were just so excited to see that I was awake and even Mia who always tries to act cooler than her age could not contain her excitement. After answering so many questions while waving away over half of them, we all got dressed for the picnic time that the Alpha had announced and then we drove out to the venue that he had chosen. I also made sure that my nose mask was in my hands to use as soon as we were in public, better safe than sorry.

All along the way, I could barely keep my eyes off Deangelo. He looked so gorgeous in the white polo top that did an excellent job of displaying his 8packs and dark shorts. He caught my eyes and winked at me through the rear view mirror since I was in the backseat with Diego while Mia sat with her father at the front seat. Other cars followed behind us while Luca's car was in the front with Camila and Mrs. Cali. Sofia on the other hand was behind us with Madam Beatrice then followed by the other security men.

I blushed and felt a strange fluttering in my stomach. The sensation was odd for me, it was not fear but instead... excitement. I was still examining the alien feeling when I looked up and saw Mia's stern face. I rapidly looked away, breaking eye contact.

I chatted with the Diego instead. I bounced him on my lap and scolded him gently about running away. I also asked him to promise her that he would ever do that again and he, in turn asked me to promise him that she would never die and leave him alone. The car fell silent at his audacious words. And I was torn between making a promise that I could obviously not guarantee- especially with my pack still looking for me and me not having any idea what Salvatore would do to me once he finds me- and placating the feelings of the little boy who had seen so much loss.

Mia however saved me from this tough decision by pinching Diego on the arm playfully and telling him to ask reasonable questions next time. The two children bickered among themselves and I was pleased to have steered the conversation somehow.

We arrived at the golf course and the kids played around on the grass with me for a while before Camila shooed them away, asking them to let me rest. Luca and Deangelo did actual men stuff like playing golf and having some alcohol while Mrs. Cali ensured that everyone's belly was filled to their satisfactiom.

Sofia however was off to a side sulking like she had some issue such that that when I had gone to try to talk to her,, she got so defensive and ride and did not not bother bother hide her dislike for me. She instead wenr to meet Madam Beatrice who was sitting under a large umbrella and had globes of sunscreen being rubbed all over her body talking about she could not let her beauty get ruined by the harsh sun all because of some picnic, like she had been forced to come.

Mind you, there was absolutely no sun even.

Despite her vanity though, I noticed that she was able to tolerate the children running and laughing quite well enough and her scowl was not that prominent. Sofia however kept trying to please and agree to every single thing she said even when it sounded stupid and unreasonable.

I laughed after looking around at all of these, because the Ferrari pack sure had various elements of entertainment.

I was also glad that Mr Deangelo organised this because it definitely got my mind off my nightmares and the event I experienced days ago.