Reya POV

"Daniel, please stop," I beg over and over, but my pleas are ignored.

Daniel is drunk, which is not unusual. His hands are roaming all over my body, and he grips both of my breasts through my clothes.

I am desperately blinking back tears, as Daniel has pushed me into a corner of his small, dank apartment.

He begins to lick my neck, and my skin feels like it is on fire. "Stop acting like you aren't enjoying this!" Daniel says sloppily in my ear. "Your sister would go wild whenever I would touch her."

I try to push him off like every other time, but tonight, he is more persistent. I know it was stupid of me to come over here by myself, but he demanded I come over to talk. I can't take the chance of Daniel exploiting our secret to the world, but he has been blackmailing me.

Daniel is human. My sister, Raquel, fell in love with him, when my parents allowed her to get a job in town to help with expenses. She was working at an upscale restaurant, as a waitress, and the two of them hit off.

They dated for 3 years before my sister told him the truth about who she was. It is normally forbidden to let humans know of our existence, but Raquel was ready to choose Daniel as her chosen mate. However, Daniel began making bets on sporting events. Though he was doing well in the beginning, it didn't take long before he began losing.

Daniel began stealing money from Raquel to try and cover his bets. Strange men started showing up at Raquel's job demanding money from her that Daniel owed. To make matters worse, Daniel continued making bets, and one of his collectors demanded Raquel as payment.

Raquel learned about the demand, and moved back in with my parents when she learned that she was pregnant. Daniel was not involved, nor did he care.

Raquel passed away several months ago, and Daniel began sexually harassing me, almost immediately.

At first, he would just be overly flirtatious, followed by inappropriate comments about my body. One night, he managed to get me alone, and he kissed me. Since that first kiss, Daniel has become more brazen. He has begun touching me more aggressively over the last few months.

I beg him to think of my sister, but that seems to make him angrier. Nobody knows about Daniel's behavior toward me. I don't know who would care enough to listen. I am an unmated omega with no special ties to my pack, the Blackwood pack.

Plus, Daniel has made it abundantly clear that he will tell the world about werewolves if I ever open my mouth.

I keep struggling against Daniel's advances, looking for anything I can use to get him off of me. There is nothing within range for me to grab. I plead with him again. "Daniel, please stop. I am not Raquel. I don't want this." I beg.

Daniel stops his torment and looks at me with pure disdain. He backhands me, and the pain sears through my face.

"What!?! You think you are too good for me because you are a fucking wolf?" He slurs. "You better get with the program, or I will make sure they put you to sleep first, little doggie," Daniel says while turning to find the bottle he put down before he starts his assault on me.

I know there is a bruise on my face from where Daniel hit me, and thanks to being an Omega with no wolf, though Daniel does not know that. I know it will look worse by the time I get to work.

With Daniel's back to me, I seize the opportunity to grab my purse and flee from his apartment. Thanks to his excessive alcohol consumption, he is too slow to catch me. I am out the door and halfway down the staircase when I hear Daniel shout behind me.