My parents actually allowed my brother to r8pe me.
“Have fun, son. You can ruin her like how she ruined our family. Just don’t c*m inside.”
Tears kept streaming down my face as I ran hysterically in the forest, Dad’s words echoing in my mind.
I turned back frequently to make sure that the demon didn’t catch up and ended up bumping into something hard.
“We meet again…my precious mate. I think you’re avoiding me,” the bulky growled out, his eyes black, looking at me with nothing but disdain.
“Alpha Asher—” My throat tightened.
Asher should hate me, too, though we were still mates.
6 years ago, I voiced the rejection, not wanting to drag him into my drama, and he’d left the pack with hurt.
“What happened to you?” He looked me up and down and growled.
“I—” I didn’t get to finish because Spencer suddenly emerged, panting.
"Trinity, I finally found you," he said, like a loving brother concerned about his sister, and reached for me.
I trembled violently.
"Why is she running through the forest in the middle of the night, covered in cuts and bruises?" Asher dodged his hand and asked.
“I told you earlier tonight, Trinity has problems. She just had another episode at home. Alpha, please, let her go back with me. My parents are very worried," he said calmly.
My heart thumped more violently. No. I'd kneeled him in the balls, and he would surely kill me.
However, I couldn't utter a word because of the panic attack. I clutched Asher's shirt tightly, sweat forming on my forehead.
To my surprise, Asher patted my back softly and said,
"She's scared, and she'll stay with me tonight."
His voice darkened as he continued, "Spencer, if her bruises have something to do with you, I swear you will die."
---
Trinity
Being in a werewolf pack isn’t everything that it’s cracked up to be. I mean, if you’re born into a good family and the Alpha approves of you, then things are pretty good. But there’s a lot that goes on that even the Alpha doesn’t know about. Especially the people close to him. They know how to get around him and do what they want without him being aware of it.
Some people have become quite skilled at it.
When I graduated from high school, I was offered a full scholarship to the nearest college to our pack, which accommodates both humans and werewolves. However, my parents forbade me from leaving the pack.
I was told that I still had to live with them, which I didn’t understand, but I was never allowed to question it. I just had to do as I was told.
I turned 18 a couple of months ago, which means I am now an adult and can do as I please. But I knew my parents would ask the Alpha to reject my application about leaving the pack. So I knew I didn’t have a choice.
But I was given a job at the high school as a tutor to help struggling kids which I actually enjoy doing. And it’s a paying job. The high school pays me for it themselves because it helps them out to get these kids getting better grades.
As soon as I walked out of the high school one day while everyone else was still in class I saw twin guys standing outside.
The same twins that I grew up with and were by my side through everything. The ones that I could rely on for anything, my best friends.
“Hey. It’s about time.” Gage said.
“Sorry to keep you waiting because I had to work. I wasn’t born with a silver spoon in my mouth.” I said.
“Ouch. That hurts.” Arlo said, feigning hurt.
“Ooh. I’m sure you’ll survive.” I laughed, poking at his chest, but he started laughing, so I kept going because I knew how ticklish he was.
“Alright. Where are we going?” Gage asked.
“Anywhere. I don’t care.” I said.
“Are you hungry?” He asked.
“Sure.” I said.
So we walked over to their 1960’s Mustang and we drove down town to the diner.
As soon as we went inside, everyone looked at us, but that was nothing unusual and we walked over to a booth before a waitress walked over.
She took our order and she was paying more attention to the twins than me, but she went back to the counter eventually and I was sitting against the glass of the diner that looked outside to the street while I was facing back in at the twins.
“So, how were the little brats today?” Arlo asked.
“Not too bad. You know werewolf kids. They can’t concentrate.” I said.
“I know. If it wasn’t for you, I never would have graduated.” Gage said.
“I know. You totally owe me for that too.” I said and he started laughing.
“I heard that a few people are at the swimming hole today.” Arlo said.
“Then go to the swimming hole. You don’t need us two to hold your hand.” Gage said, sounding frustrated.
“What are you two talking about?” I asked.
“His ex is going to be at the swimming hole. She invited him and he’s thinking about getting back together with her.” Gage explained.
“Which one?” I asked, making Gage laugh again. “I’m serious. You’ve got a lot of ex girlfriends. Which one do you want to get back with?” I asked.
“It doesn’t matter. I’m not going. I think I might make her work for it a bit.” Arlo said.
“She deserves it.” Gage said.
“They all do. After the way they treated you.” I said.
“I told you. Trinity would be on my side, no matter what you think.” Gage said.
“You two are always ganging up on me.” Arlo said.
“Arlo. I’m not ganging up on you. I’m being serious. All of the girls that you’ve been with were just power hungry jerks. They like your status in the pack and they wanted to use that to their advantage. I’m really not trying to be mean here. You are so much better than all of them put together.” I explained.
“Thanks Trinity. At least you explain it better than Gage. All he said was "you have the worst taste in women.” Arlo said and I started laughing.
“Like he can talk.” I said and Arlo agreed with me.
We ate lunch together and then we got back in their car and drove around for a while before we ended up at a park.
We got out of the car and I walked over and got on the swing while Arlo started pushing me and Gage sat on the swing next to me.
“So, when do you have classes next?” Gage asked.
“Tomorrow. It’s an all dayer.” I said.
“That stinks. We wanted you around town tomorrow.” He said.“Why’s that?” I asked.“Because we’re not sure if we want to stay home all day. We need a distraction.” Arlo said.“No. You two need a real job.” I said.“Well, not everyone can work their tail off like you.” Gage said. And I poked my tongue at him.
I noticed that we were getting a few looks from people that were walking past, but that wasn’t anything unusual.
We always got strange looks because it seemed to be inconceivable to everyone that I was friends with these twins. Especially since these twins are the younger sons of the Alpha and Luna.
They were pack royalty and they weren’t interested in settling down and starting a family or passing on the family name. They were interested in being 18, just like me and having a bit of fun before responsibility took over our lives.
“Alright. So, what’s going on tomorrow? Why don’t you want to be at home?” I asked.
“Because Asher is going to be the center of attention and we really don’t want to be there to see it. It’s like we don’t exist whenever he’s around.” Gage said.
“Asher. Your older brother?” I asked, stopping the swing that I was on.
Their older brother who was the heir to the pack. He was going to take over as Alpha when their father retired as Alpha.
He was coming back to town and this was the first I was hearing about it?
I could feel myself starting to panic but I couldn’t. I had to control my breathing and my heart rate otherwise the guys would hear it and they would know that something was wrong with me. I couldn’t let them hear it.
I didn’t want them to know that I was panicking that their brother was coming back to town.
I didn’t want him here either, but obviously he had been called back by his father. He had to start Alpha training at some point. Learning to take over the pack. And he was already 24 years old. He should have started a lot sooner than this. But I still didn’t care about that.
I started swinging again while Arlo was still pushing me, but not very hard.
I had to try and push it out of my head and do absolutely everything I could to stay away from Asher.
I just had to stay right away from him and out of his sight. I knew that he wouldn’t want to see me either.
But that was a whole other story.
Us three were hanging out for the rest of the afternoon and then they dropped me off at my pretty nice house that wasn’t too far from the packhouse.
It was in the nicer part of town with the larger houses and I guess we were part of the influential residence of the pack. We were higher than the working class.
As soon as I walked inside I put my bag on the table next to the door and I went into the living room to see my father, Hank, my mother Sabine and my older brother Spencer standing there waiting for me. All of them with their arms crossed and pursed lips.
Instantly, my stomach leapt into my chest, knowing what was in store for me just by coming home to these people.
So I turned around and started walking down the hallway.
I opened the door to the basement and when I got to the bottom of the stairs I saw the chains hanging from the ceiling that caused my breath to hitch in my throat and butterflies to rise in my stomach.
I walked to my usual position under the chains when my brother walked over to me and he grabbed my arms and raised them above my head so he could place them in the clasps of the chains and he locked them tightly.
My arms were left above my head and my father stood back and leaned against the wall of the basement while my mother looked at a table that was on the side of the wall. A table that was full of instruments for this very occasion.
Mom grabs her favorite weapon, the leather whip but she always soaks it in wolfsbane so it leaves the marks longer and I’m in pain for a lot longer. I don’t heal as fast if wolfsbane is involved. And the silver burns around my wrists will take a while to heal as well.
But as my mother walked closer to me, I kept my head down as she ripped my shirt and my pants off of me so I was only standing there wearing a bra and panties.
I was still covered in different colored bruises from the other nights when my family decided that I needed to be punished for an incident that happened so many years ago.
My mother walked around me, holding a photo in her hand.
I could hear her sniffling as she was looking at the photo, but then she took a step back and I suddenly felt the excruciating pain of the whip across my back.
I didn’t scream out though. That’s one thing I never did. I never screamed. I never cried. Not anymore.
It took me a while to realize that’s what they wanted. They wanted to see me break. But I didn’t give them that satisfaction anymore.
Mom whipped me repeatedly until I could feel little blood trickles running down my back.
She finally took a step back as she was trying to catch her breath. But that’s when my brother stepped forward wearing some brass knuckles.
He forced me to look him in the face, but then he started punching me over and over again in the stomach before he hit me once across the face.
“Spencer. You know not to hit her in the face.” Dad scolded him.
“I lost control.” Spencer said.
“I know. Just don’t let it happen again.” Dad said, calmly.
I felt the blood pooling in my mouth and I spat it out on the floor, right in front of Spencer’s feet.
I looked up again and he took that as a sign of disrespect so he punched me again and again and again.
Obviously not wanting to stop.
I started wondering how many times they could hit me before they did enough damage to kill me. I wonder if he’d already caused internal injuries or bleeding.
It felt like he had, and I had a couple of broken ribs from what he was doing. But I couldn’t be sure of the rest. And I wouldn’t be able to go to the doctor and get treated. They would alert the Alpha, and that would make things so much worse for me.
My parents were great at manipulating people and the Alpha and Luna always fell for their lies.
I knew they would never believe me if I told them what was happening. That’s why the twins don’t know.
“You know what you did, don’t you?” Mom asked.
“It was an accident,” I said. So she whipped me again.
“After all this time, you still can’t take responsibility for it? What is wrong with you?” She yelled.
“I didn’t do it. It was a terrible accident,” I growled. So Spencer hit me this time.
“You caused the accident. You did this to our family. You broke us.” Spencer yelled.
“The only thing broken around here is you freak.” I spat at him. So he hit me three more times in the stomach really hard.
He started laughing as I was gasping for air.
“Do you still have anything to say to me?” He asked.
So I slowly put my head up and smiled at him. This time my mother whipped me several times.
“I knew they should have gotten rid of you as soon as you were born.” Spencer growled in my face.
“Sorry. That one wasn’t my fault.” I smirked. So he hit me again.
“I should have killed you when you were born and put all of us out of our misery.” Mom yelled in my face.
“Then why didn’t you?” I asked. But she just looked at me strangely. Like she didn’t expect that sort of a reaction from me.
“That’s enough. She’s had enough.” Dad said.
“What? She hasn’t had anywhere near enough. She hasn’t paid for what she did.” Mom argued.
“She has school tomorrow. People will start asking questions if we keep going tonight.” Dad said.
“Why don’t you ever hit her? Why don’t you ever get in on this? She hurt you just as much as us.” Mom yelled.
“I don’t need to hit her. She already knows that she means nothing to me.” Dad said.
So Spencer walked over and undid the chains and I fell to the ground.
They put their weapons back on the table next to the wall and I slowly made my way to my feet.
I managed to walk upstairs and they were behind me as I got to the ground floor of the house but then I had to go upstairs again.
I went to my room and I grabbed some clothes out of my cupboard before I walked across the hall to the bathroom.
I had a shower and I washed all of the blood down the drain but I could barely move.
The water on my skin was burning and the marks around my wrist were so red that they almost looked like third degree burns.
I knew that I would have to cover these up for a couple of days.
I got out of the shower and I got dressed into a singlet and track pants before I walked back to my bedroom.
I brushed my really long blonde hair before I laid down on my bed and I pulled the covers over me.
I looked at the clock and it said 2am. Which means I wasn’t going to get much sleep tonight.
But sadly, I was used to it.
It’s not the first time I’ve spent a night like this and then had to go to work or go to school the next day.
I was laying in bed trying to go to sleep when I heard my brother’s phone ringing and I couldn’t tell who he was talking to, but it was probably one of the many girls that he has around town.
He left the house pretty quickly after the call and I just felt relieved when he walked past my room and he didn’t come into it.
I was tossing and turning all night. Getting a couple of minutes of sleep here and there. It wasn’t easy with wolfsbane whip marks all over my back. But even my legs were bruised. Mom must have gotten them as well.
I didn’t feel it. Probably because the pain in my back and torso were so bad.
But I still managed to get a little bit of sleep before I woke up to a mind link breaking through my peace and quiet.
“Trinity. Are you there?” The man’s voice said.
My eyes sprang open as soon as I heard his voice. It’s been months, but I couldn’t forget his voice.
Asher.
I knew that Asher was trying to mind link with me, but I looked at the clock and it was 6am. I pretended like I was still asleep, even though my wolf was completely betraying me right now.
“Just speak to him.” Lily encouraged.
“I already told you. I’m not going to do that. He left the pack because of me. Now that he’s back, I can’t see him.” I said.
“I still hate what you did to him. You hurt him.” She said.
“It was for his own good. You know that.” I said.
“Do I? Or are you just finally believing all of that nonsense that your parents have been drilling into your head?” she said.
“Lily. Be quiet and stay out of it,” I snapped, locking her at the back of my mind.
I sat up in bed and I tried to get out of bed but I instantly fell to the floor because my legs gave out on me.
They were a lot weaker than I thought they were.
I grabbed onto the side of my bed to help me get up and that’s when I realized just how much pain I really was in.
I slowly made my way to the other side of the room and I stood in front of the mirror and I lifted my shirt.
There were black and blue marks all over me with open wounds between them as well.
They really got me good last night. But there were also burns on my wrists and marks on my arms and some on my legs as well. But the mark on my head was gone. Where Spencer hit me. I was lucky about that.
I walked to my wardrobe and I slowly got dressed into a long sleeved black shirt, jeans and black boots.
I grabbed my school bag and made sure I had everything I needed for the day before leaving my room.
I slowly made my way downstairs and luckily I didn’t see anyone in the house.
I didn’t know where they were and I didn’t care.
I walked outside and I got into my car and I left the house.
I drove the hour to campus where I parked and I started making my way to my first class.
A few people sang out to me and started waving and I waved back, acting like everything was normal. Giving them a smile and everything as well. Humans and werewolves. I had a lot of friends at school.
Well, I guess they were more like acquaintances.
I had all three of my classes today, which was rare. It was the only day of the week when I had all three. So my first one was business administration and finance before I had a short break and then I had to get to my secondary education to become a high school teacher and then my psychology class.
By the end of the day I felt completely mentally exhausted and I went to go and sit in my car.
I sat there for a while thinking about having to drive home and all of the reasons why I didn't want to go home. I really didn’t want to go back to that pack. But I knew that I didn’t have a choice.
This is why my parents refused to let me move out. If I left then they wouldn’t have anyone to take their anger out on anymore. They needed to keep their punching bag close.
I slowly drove back to the pack and I stopped outside the diner so I could get something to eat because I knew I wouldn’t get anything at home.
But when I finished and I walked outside where I was stopped by two girls that I went to high school with, Ingrid and Rose.
“Trinity!” Ingrid said, surprised.
“Yeah.” I said, looking at her confused.
“Sorry. It’s just rare to see you without the twins around.” She said.
“I don’t spend every waking second with them. Almost every second, but not every second of the day.” I said.
“How are they?” Rose asked.
“You live in the same town. Why don’t you go and ask them yourselves?” I asked.
“Because you see them more than we do.” Ingrid said.
“You two have been crushing on them for years. Why don’t you just talk to them?” I asked.
“Well, we did try in high school. They never really responded. Usually because they were always too busy doing things with you.” Ingrid said, looking a little spiteful about it.
“Oh. Well, sorry about that. I didn’t realize. They never told me that you approached them.” I said.
“Well, they were never interested because they were always too busy with you.” Rose said.
“What are you trying to say?” I asked, staring straight at her.
“I’m not trying to say anything.” She said.
“Nonsense. If you think there’s something going on with the twins and me then you’re wrong. We’re friends. Best friends. There has never been anything going on with us. So, if they blew you off and used me as an excuse then I’m sorry but that just meant they weren’t interested. Live with it.” I snapped.
Suddenly Gage and Arlo walked up from the street and Ingrid and Rose looked really embarrassed. Obviously thinking that they had heard the whole conversation and it was possible that they had.
“Bye Trinity.” Ingrid said and they both took off really quickly.
“What was that?” Gage asked.
““Same stuff, different day,” I said.
“Are you being blamed because we weren’t interested in girls at school?” He asked.
“Exactly.” I said.
“We are sorry that we always used you as an excuse.” Arlo said.
“Why? It was always the truth. We always did have plans.” I said.
“That’s true.” He said.
“Don’t worry about it. I can handle them two.” I said.
“I hope so.” He said.
“How was school?” Arlo asked.
“Exhausting. All three classes in one day and they weren’t easy classes.” I said.
“I can imagine.” He said.
“What are you two up to now?” I asked.
“We’re heading home. We left our car there, so it would take us longer to walk home when dad finally called.” Gage explained.
“Smart.” I said.
“Come on. Come with us.” Arlo said, grabbing my arm and pulling me along with him. Not allowing me to even put up an argument.
I really didn’t want to go to the packhouse right now.
“Your dickhead brother has been at the packhouse all day today. He’s so incredibly annoying. I wish Asher would get some better friends.” Gage said.
“I doubt that’s gonna happen. They were really close before Asher left town.” I said.
“Yeah. We’ve been trying to find out why Asher left town. He won’t tell us.” Arlo said, looking perplexed.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“I mean, he just got up and left. It was a couple of months ago and we don’t know where he went.” Arlo said.
“Yeah. It was strange. He obviously had something going on.” I said.
“Yeah. I guess he did. But he’s being so secretive about it. It’s driving me crazy.” Arlo said.
“Maybe you should stop being so nosy. Not everything in everyone’s life needs to be shared around. It’s probably personal.” I said.
“Yeah. I guess so. It still pisses me off because we’ve had to put up with dad since he left.” Arlo said.
“There is nothing wrong with your father. He only made you teach a couple of training classes for the younger kids. Nothing to worry about.” I said.
Yeah. I know. But it still stung,” he said.
“You complain too much.” I said.
We ended up walking past the packhouse and we went to the training field that was next to the house.
We were walking down the hill towards the field, laughing and carrying on like we always did when I suddenly caught a whiff of something that smelled absolutely delicious.
I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw my brother Spencer in front of the trainees, but then the other guy who was only wearing sports shorts, turned around and stared straight at me.
He had such intensity on his face as I stood there frozen, staring back at him.
I stood there frozen in place, Asher was staring back at me. I could see the fire burning in his eyes. And ignoring him this morning wouldn’t have made anything easier.
I glance over at Spencer and he is glaring at me while Gage and Arlo are looking between Asher and myself really strangely, trying to figure out what the heck is going on.
“You know what? I’ve been at school all day today and I’ve got a tonne of homework and studying to do. I’ll see you guys later.” I said to Gage and Arlo before I turned around and I started practically power walking out of there.
I got back to where I had parked my car and I drove away from town and I pulled up at a car park next to the forest where I knew no one ever visited. It was like a little rest stop and it had a good view of the pack, but I never saw anyone else up here. I never even saw patrols around this area of town. It was far enough inside of the border that the patrols stayed away, but no one else ever seemed to be interested in the rest area. Not even teenagers that were looking to get up to no good.
I got out of the car and I started walking around the area for a bit before I sat at the table and chairs that gave a perfect view of the town from there, trying to figure out what I was going to do. I felt confused and scared and I really didn’t want to stay here. I wanted to leave this pack and get far away from these people. I can’t stand being here anymore.
I stayed at the rest area until well after dark and then I drove back to my house and I went inside and straight up to my bedroom where I closed the door.
I soon realized that no one else was at home so I went down to the kitchen to get something to eat and once I was finished I cleaned the kitchen and everything I used so spotlessly that it looked like I had never been in there.
I assumed that my family were having dinner at the packhouse. I think I heard something about that earlier. But there was no way I was going to go there. Besides, no one actually invited me. Which I was fine with.
I went back upstairs where I had a shower and I washed my hair and I got dressed into my pajamas and I sat at the desk in my bedroom where I started doing homework and studying for my classes.
I had a lot of work to do now since I had all three classes and I wasn’t going to allow myself to fall behind on any of my classes.
My only hope was that when I graduated college, I might be able to get out of this pack. So I was actually trying to finish sooner than possible. But it was still going to take me a while.
That was just inevitable.
As I was sitting at the desk working, I suddenly saw Asher’s face in my mind again. The look that he gave me earlier. He looked like he wanted to kill me where I stood.
I hated that he looked at me like that. We used to get along really well. I hated that he hates me now.
I wish things could go back to the way they were. But I don’t see how that could ever happen.
He was also a good friend of mine because I was always at the packhouse. I’ve been best friends with his brothers for years. And I hated that things changed between us. But it was my fault. I knew that it was.
I never did seem to do anything right.
My phone started going off with messages and they were from both Gage and Arlo asking me why I wasn’t at the dinner.
I told them that I didn’t know anything about the dinner and I wasn’t really interested. I had a lot of work to do.
Gage kept pressing, though. He wanted to know why in the world I wouldn’t want to go and hang out with them.
I just had to keep explaining that I had way too much work to do. Plus I had to prepare for my next lot of tutoring tomorrow.
I just simply had way too much stuff on right now.
They finally accepted it but that didn’t stop them from messaging me.
The messages weren’t as serious after that. They were more funny. Sending me funny emoji’s about how boring the dinner was and how everyone was talking about business.
It was driving them crazy.
They want me to promise them that I will kill them if a dinner like this ever comes up again, but I say that I like them too much to kill them.
I knew that Asher was back to start his Alpha training. I think everyone knew that without actually being told that. But what I wasn’t expecting was the bombshell that the twins dropped on me.
He’s appointed his future Beta for when he takes over. He’s going to have Spencer, my troublesome brother, as his Beta.What the heck?
Everyone was celebrating at the packhouse. They all thought that it was a good choice.
The twins didn’t like it because they just didn’t like my brother. But none of them actually know what he’s really like. Except for my parents. But they would have been so excited that he was the future Beta.
How in the world could this be happening? He’s going to have so much power in this pack.
He’s going to do whatever he wants and I can guarantee that Asher will lose this pack because of him.
Asher might think of him as a great friend, but he doesn’t know what Spencer is really like.
This is really bad. Not only for Asher, but for me as well.
I felt my heart starting to race where I actually began having palpitations and my breathing was getting really heavy and I was going into a full on panic attack.
I sat off my chair and onto the floor, leaning against the wall with my knees up against my chest as I was trying to take deep breaths. But I felt the tears starting to prick the side of my eyes.
I was terrified right now because Spencer, being the future Beta, already had more power than he should. And he loved making a victim out of me.
Even if I didn’t call myself a victim. But that didn’t mean anything around here
He could do what he wanted and he knew it now. He would get away with it even more than he already did.
If I ever wanted to come clean, no one would believe me. Asher hates me and Spencer will have too much control and power.Darn my life!
I managed to calm down by telling myself that once I was done with college, I didn’t care what anyone said. I was leaving this pack. I was getting out of here as soon as possible. So I managed to get up to keep studying and trying to keep my head on my school work when I heard a bit of noise coming down the street until it finally reached my house and all that noise was coming from my family. Spencer was still celebrating his promotion to being the Beta when the Alpha retires and Asher takes over the pack.
I only have a lamp in my room, not my light, and I was just hoping and praying to the moon goddess that they were going to ignore me because they were in a good mood. But I knew that was too good to be true.
I tried to stay as quiet as possible but it wasn’t long before my bedroom door slammed open, causing me to jump in the seat where I was sitting.
I jumped to my feet and Spencer was standing in the doorway with the light from the hallway behind him.
He was swaying a little on his feet with an open beer bottle in his hand and danger in his eyes.
I’d seen that look before and I never liked what came after it.
He was obviously still celebrating, but the stare that he was giving me as he took another swig from the bottle was giving me not butterflies in my stomach, they were angry hornets.
Mom and dad stumbled up the stairs and slowly walked down the hallway behind where Spencer was.
They looked into my room and saw me frozen in the middle of my bedroom before my mother kept walking on to their bedroom.
“Have fun son. You deserve it.” Dad said, patting him on the back before he continued on to his bedroom.
Spencer took a couple of long calculated steps into my bedroom and slowly closed the door behind him.
I looked around me but there wasn’t anything in my room that was good enough to defend myself with right now.
I looked back at the window and it was a two floor drop to the ground, but I knew that I would survive it. Even if I dive through the window while it’s closed.
It was almost as if Spencer could read my mind as he rushed to where I was standing and grabbed me by both of my arms and he stared straight into my eyes.
I saw nothing there but hatred towards me before he threw me on my back on my bed.
He stumbles towards me and he throws the bottle on my hard wood floor, letting it smash and the rest of the beer spilling everywhere on my floor.
He reached my bed where I wouldn’t be able to make it off the bed and get to my door because the bottom of my bed had a large frame on it.
He would catch me before I got over it. Drunk or not, werewolves are still really fast.
I see him reach down to his pants and start trying to undo his belt as I lean up on my elbows.
I was looking around for any possible way to escape this nightmare, but he saw me trying to figure out how to get out of this.
So he lunged on top of me and pinned my arms to the bed while he was still staring me in the eyes.
He lowered his head in the crook of my neck, sniffing my scent and I could feel him getting hard as he was laying on top of me.
His weight was really heavy and I felt like I couldn’t move and I was having trouble breathing as he was leaning on my chest as well.
He wasn’t trying to be gentle, but I never would have expected him to.
I started trying to get my hands free from his grasp but he held my arms in one of his hands before he reached down and he continued trying to undo his pants.
I started struggling a lot more and he used his free hand that was undoing his pants to punch me across the face, causing my lip to split and he kept trying to get his jeans off.
He managed to kick his jeans off and he was only wearing shorts under them and he spread his legs wider for a moment, but I knew that was going to be my only chance.
I brought my knee up as hard as I could and I kneed him in the groin.
He froze for a moment and let out a moan in pain as I pushed him off of me and he rolled onto the bed as I jumped to my feet.
I stood on the broken glass on the floor but that didn’t stop me from running to my door.
I slammed it open and I started running down the stairs as I heard Spencer start yelling and swearing at me and calling me all sorts of names.
I then heard my parents come out of their bedroom and they came after me as well.
But once I reached the front door I tried to open it but the lock was locked with a key.
The same key that my parents kept with them in their room.
So I ran to the living room, which was right next to the front door and I ran over to the window.
It was also locked and I could hear them getting closer and closer to me. Barrelling down the stairs so I did the only thing I could think of at that moment. I punched my fist through the window, cutting up my hand pretty good and I cleared away the glass and climbed out the window, cutting my feet even more and my legs and torso as I climbed out.
I jumped over the bannister of the patio, landing on my bottom. I got up and started running down the street until I reached the forest. Not paying attention to any neighbors or seeing if they had noticed the commotion or not. It was late, so hopefully I had already run past their house before they saw anything. I didn’t need the town talking about this. I didn't want people to find out the truth about what really happens at my house. It was something that I had always swore I would take to the grave.
I could still hear my parents and Spencer yelling from the house, which wasn’t keeping a low profile and definitely would have gotten some attention, but I kept running without looking back.
My heart felt like it was in my throat and my vision was getting a little blurry.
I had to try and shake it off. I couldn’t afford to have a panic attack right now. I needed to keep running and get as far away from them as possible.
I didn’t know what was going to happen when I got home, but I knew it wasn’t going to be good.
But right now, I had to get away from Spencer and not let him take me by force again.
I turned back while I was running to see if any of them were chasing me but I ended up running into something hard.
But instead of falling backwards onto the ground, I felt an arm reach around and stop me from falling.
So I turned back to look and Asher was standing in front of me, holding me close to his body as he was the one that stopped me from falling to the ground.
“We meet again…my precious mate. I was starting to think you were avoiding me.” He growled out, his eyes black, looking at me with nothing but disdain.
“Asher.” I said, practically out of breath.
....
Open the app and continue reading the rest of the story . 👉(It will automatically jump to the book when you open the app)
argbook.com
A wonderland for all kinds of book lovers; Embrace a whole new world of gripping stories.
