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I felt like I was dead. Maybe I was, if my stepfathers found me. Maybe he had finally done it, buried me in the grave right next to my mother's. But I became aware of the feeling of being jostled, a regular pattern of feet hitting the ground, then I realized I was Slung over his shoulder, blood rushing to my head. I choked out a strangled cry, immediately attempting to get out of his hold. I clawed at his back, which earned me a hard smack on my behind."Disobedient girl!" He scolded harshly. "L-let me go! Let me go!" I screamed, panic overwhelming me. He couldn't do this! He couldn't take me away from the one place I felt safe in my life now! Not to go back to that horrible place! "Not a chance," "Please! Why are you doing this? Why are you taking me? I thought you wanted me gone from your life!"So you could go off and do whatever you want?! No, willow. You are property that I get to decide what happens to. That is how it has always been. How dare you disrespect me the way you

An hour went by, and the house was Silent. The omega dosed up against the wall, heavy dark circles underneath her eyes. I still didn't know her name. She kept her frail arms crossed over her belly protectively. The sight of how full she was made me uneasy. How will she be able to run if we try to escape? What if she fell on his stomach, hurting the pup? So many horrible thoughts raced through my mind when suddenly a loud boom rang out. The omega and I were startled, both looking toward the door. Another bang, and then we saw that the metal door was denting. Another, and another. I shrieked as it broke, sending the door flying into the room. It missed both of us, but I still hid behind my hands. "Oh, willow, my baby girl," my father's voice rang out and I dared to look at the intruder. My heart filled with affection and I leapt up, running into his arms. "Daddy.!" I sobbed, burying my face in his chest. "Y-you're here.!" "Yes, I'm here," he stroked a hand over my hair and pres

Dameon stopped and turned to me.I shakily walked over, wincing in pain and somewhat limping from my wounds.I could see how much it scared Dameon,to see me so injured but I continued on, my face stone cold as my gaze was on my stepfather."Willow! Willow , you came for me, my girl.My sweet little girl. Please help me.Please forgive me, my daughter," he begged, the desperation evident in his voice. His eyes were glazed over, wide as he watched me from what was left of his body. I couldn't look into those eyes. I had always kept my head down, terrified of how he would hurt me if I dared be anything other than submissive and obedient.But surprisingly I found myself looking into them now without fear."No.""You're my daughter-""No, I'm not. I won't help you. I would never help you.You deserve this. I hope you rot in hell.” "Y-you're the one that did this to me,you runt!" He growled, doing away with the sweet talk now that he saw that it was not working. As if a disgusting, half-deadma

The moment the door closed behind us, the world was silent.Dameon’s eyes locked on mine—dark with longing, but soft with love. He stepped closer, his hands on my waist, drawing me in slowly, giving me time to say no. But I didn’t want to. I never wanted anything more than this.He kissed me—deep, deliberate, and unhurried. His lips moved over mine like he had all the time in the world, like he was learning me all over again. I melted into him, fingers tangling in his hair, the heat between us blooming into something undeniable.He trailed kisses down my neck, each one slower than the last, until I was trembling in his arms. The way he touched me—reverent and sure—made my heart race. It wasn’t rushed or careless; it was full of meaning, each movement deliberate, asking, Are you ready?And I was.We moved together to the bedroom, where he undressed me with a mix of awe and care. He took his time, like every inch of me was something precious. The cool air brushed my skin, but I was alre