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* Extremely Graphic Content Warning * Contains strong domestic abuse, verbal abuse, thoughts of suicide and strong graphic violence. This chapter may be disturbing for some readers.~ Two days later, Abby is sitting in her window seat, staring at the same old lawn that she has stared at for years. This time, though, she doesn't wish to be down there playing in the leaves or riding a bike. She does not long to climb the tree or to enjoy the great outdoors. Oddly enough, for today, she is content to sit at that window and stare down at the grass, without being able to touch it.

I open the mindlink “Mom, be careful, please don’t spook her. She is just getting a little comfortable around me.” she nods at me to show she knows. My mate doesn’t look scared at all, almost as if she wants to hug my mom too. She takes a step forward and my mom wraps her arms around her. Izzy freezes for a second then relaxes, returning the hug. She breaks down. This is when I know that her abuse goes farther than I thought.

Immediately, a bang resounded, causing Aubree to scream and burst into loud tears. A maniacal yet familiar laugh drifted out of the phone. The owner of the voice whispered, but with a surging excitement that one wouldn’t fail to notice. ‘Do you know what turns me on the most? Cries of sadness. Hahaha. You bitch, I’ll kill you.’ It’s said that Lotus's cruelty extended so far that she sent her close relatives to the hospital multiple times. Another blog posted how bad Lotus was also. The post labeled her a rude and spoiled drug addict who likes to assault Aubree and Aster.

"If I ever had a daughter like this, I'd rather drown her at birth." "Repay them! We demand the wealthiest person in the world pay up, or we'll boycott all her products." "Trash. Just die!" Everyone online was trashing me. Abby had built a flawless villain out of me, using Dad's voice as the perfect weapon. There was even a separate discussion thread gaining traction. "Someone get me Rick and Abby's contact—I want to send them money." "Angelic brother and sister-in-law. Their kindness puts us all to shame, while that capitalist is worse than an animal."

One night while tending to my wrists, Damian asked about my bipolar. I told him that one of my ex-boyfriends was abusive, but I didn’t tell him that I was, well, gang-raped. I had only told Rai about it. I didn’t want others to know, not even my family. Damian froze when he heard that I had been abused for months by my ex-boyfriend. “That bastard.” Anger filled his voice. He was so angry that he unconsciously squeezed my injured wrist.

“Yeah that’s what mama said too. She said she remembered your dad too. That he wasn't the best?” “Oh yeah uh” Axton runs his fingers through his dark hair and lets out a heavy breath as he leans against the counter. “My dad abused me a lot. If I played badly in a game, if I did anything he disagreed with. He’s homophobic, and when he found out I was into guys, into you. He punished me for it a lot. He did the same to my brother and mom. We moved into the pack house because it was getting really bad. My uncle is thinking of kicking him out of the pack”

Even as he said it, he heard how pathetic it sounded, how brainwashed. Emily stared at him, her eyes wide with a mixture of pity and frustration. "Leo, listen to yourself! Of course you felt better! He's a brilliant psychologist! He knew exactly what buttons to push. He gave you just enough relief to keep you hooked, to make you dependent on him. That's what abusers do! They create the problem and then present themselves as the only solution."

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I didn’t understand why she had such power to break me, to make me feel less of what and who I was. I am Radek Bastian, next in line alpha of the Moonvale pack, I shouldn’t let her word affect me. “Hey, Dumbo!” Abby growled, barging into my room like she owned the place. “You left without me, even when you knew you would be my ride,” she hissed. I ignored her, walking towards the bathroom to wash away the pain of the day off my body. But in truth, I need to get cleaned before my father catches a whiff of her scent.

"Baby, you weren't any of those things. He was abusive. Emotionally manipulative. He broke you down so thoroughly that you blamed yourself for his cruelty." "Classic abuser pattern," Alpha Aiden said, his voice hard. "Isolate, criticize, destroy self-worth, then blame the victim for the relationship failing." "And now he's coming here," Luna Sera said grimly. "Claiming he wants to 'give her another chance.' When what he really wants is to reassert control."