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he asked again. I couldn't respond. I was intoxicated, and his words were the only things I could comprehend. "Well, you've made a mistake by revealing this side of you," he chuckled, gripping my buttocks and giving them a playful spank. "Because I won't stop until you beg me to," he grabbed my cheeks and lifted my face to his, "I'm going to make love to you so passionately that you won't be able to walk tomorrow morning! Consider this your punishment for pretending to be innocent!"

His thrusts were raw and unyielding, plunging deep within me, claiming every inch of my being. Each forceful stroke provoked a cacophony of pleasure and pain, the lines between the two blending into an intoxicating dance. My fingers clenched the sheets, my nails digging into the rug underneath, anchoring me to the devastating reality of the moment. His guttural groans filled the air and with every collision of our bodies, the world around me faded, and time stood still, leaving only the sour taste of pain. I consented to it - all of it; the love and the hate, the joy and the pain, the bitterness and the happiness. I took all of it, strapped it around my shoulders, and wore it on my back the

"I...I... please... Rufus... I... if the alpha asks me... I... I can't not answer." Allen was surprised when the beta loosened his grip around Allen throat. His head dropped down as if he was contemplating his next move. Before Allen could think about what to do next he felt a sharp pain radiating through his abdomen. He looked down to see that Rufus had stuck his sharp claws deep into the wound on Allen stomach. His breath hitched when he felt them go deeper and deeper. "Please...please...stop," he begged with a weak voice. But the man didn't stop as his claws made a sawing motion back and forth. "I'm going to ask you one more time, omega..."

He spat and I instantly knew what was coming next. "I, Alpha Andrew Scott of the wild crest pack rejects you Annabel Travis as my mate and I want nothing to do with you!'' I felt a sharp pain in my heart and I slowly dropped to my knees, groaning in pain. "Being rejected by an Alpha must be brutal." He said and I raised my head to look at him. "You will now get to experience pain much worse than this." He vowed. "Take her away and throw her in the dungeon!"

Then they looked up to Aaron, waiting for his next command. Aaron smirked as he stared down at Peter. The man was not even struggling and it made bitterness rise at the back of Aaron's throat. He knew that Peter was trying hard to maintain his dignity that was already lost. He would have a fun time breaking this man until he becomes a shell of himself, like they made his daughter. “Drag him to the second van" Aaron turned and walked away. He could hear the sound of the two men dragging Peter behind him. The sound of Peter's knee scraping against the floor was like music to his ears. Peter’s scream of pain later would be even more so.

I rubbed my heels on the bed to ease the pain but nothing worked , all I could feel was pain , intense and raw pain. " Not one finger only , sister. She wants to become a whore then treat her like a whore." Adelia growls. Marica chuckles and the next moment , I felt my skin tearing up as she placed four fingers in me roughly. " MOTHER." I yell in my mind. Please mother , come and save your daughter. She can't take it anymore. I know you hate me but please save me from this pain. Her long and sharp acrylic nails kept bruising my insides and four fingers were too much for me.

He gave a small shrug, then a movement pulling at the bandage over his shirt. “You come home yesterday with your shoulders tight, today same thing..I see these things.” I looked down at my hands. “It’s not every day, just..some girls, Alison mostly. She has been like that since high school. I try to stay out of her way”. I did not tell him about the pool incident or the ruined projects. Those stories felt too heavy for this quiet little room. Ivan’s jaw tightened. “ In my world if you hurt someone small than you? You are coward, piece of shit. In my place, someone like that? No last long”

Peter rose from the bed, leaving Alexia frozen in place, her mind reeling from what she had just seen and heard. The images Peter had shown her spoke volumes—of all the people who could have sought vengeance for her actions, she had fallen into the hands of the worst possible person. The Peter she remembered—the friendly, warm sixteen-year-old boy—was long gone. In his place stood her tormentor, someone unrecognizable, a man who wielded her life like a weapon. She knew she was utterly at his mercy, and he would never let her forget it.

She gave me a thumbs-up and whispered, “Same, girl.” Then Eve kept going—shouting about his knot, about calling him Alpha Daddy, about him biting her while he bred her—and I almost came in my jeans right there between two sweaty strangers and a spilled beer. I had to pretend I dropped my phone just so I could squat down and breathe for a second. Because holy shit. My best friend—the sweet little wolf-less orphan I used to braid flowers into her hair for—is getting railed into oblivion by the scariest, hottest, most untouchable Alpha in the country.

"The Alpha didn’t fall for it. He’s suspicious. Kiernan’s protecting her." Of course he is. That cold-hearted bastard always had to play hero when it came to Ivy. "I gave you everything," I snapped. "I let you use me. I made myself the victim. And she's still breathing the same air as me." Magnus said nothing. I struggled to push myself up again. My muscles screamed, but I forced my body to obey. Inch by inch, I sat up, clutching the edge of the bed to stay upright. I was shaking, but I didn’t care.