He lurched at Selene almost immediately, and Selene moved without thinking. She barely avoided his grasp, but her dress did not. His fingers caught the fabric and closed around it with brutal force, and before Selene could even turn properly, she was ripped backwards so violently that her feet left the ground. The next instant, her body was thrown across the stable. She struck the wooden wall hard enough to rattle the beams and the already healing wound on her shoulder tore open again beneath the impact, the bandage splitting as her body slid down the wall and collapsed into the hay. Pain exploded through her back as blood quickly soaked through the fabric, the bright red shade spreading across her dress. And for several seconds, Selene could do nothing but gasp, her lungs refusing to draw enough air as the world spun violently around her. Still, before she could recover, a shadow fell across her and the man’s boot came down mercilessly against her wounded shoulder, then again
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