**TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains sexual assault and/or violence, and suicidal thoughts that may be triggering to survivors.**
Dream
Adea
She was almost yelling now and my body felt weird, wrong. Something was happening, there was wind, and we were inside the eye of a small tornado as it spun around us. I wanted this to stop, I wanted all of it to stop. Please. Alpha roared as he came into me.
He thrust into me as hot spurts of his semen filled me. My thighs hurt from his thrusting, my head felt heavy, and almost as if it never happened, the tornado was gone, and the witch stopped chanting.
There was a bright light and I arched my back as a pain hit and threatened to crack open my skull. I screamed and my body shook as everything changed. I could feel it. My body was changing and my mind was a blur of images.
I didn’t know what was happening, I cried out for my mate, I cried out for him and I prayed he was okay. It was at that moment that my heart splintered, cracked, and melted into nothing.
All at once, I felt nothing. If I could grab my chest I would. Something hot unfolded and put itself back together. It felt as if my heart was being made new. I couldn’t explain it but as it grew the chains fell off.
When I blinked, everything was gone. The chains, the fear, the hate. The witch circled us and I tried to remember something, something important. I couldn’t put my finger on it but I desperately tried to remember.
“Is it done?” A male voice growled.
“Yes, Alpha. It is done,” the witch answered.
“From here on out?” The male asked.
“Yes.”
“And him?”
“He’ll never be satisfied, he’ll never have her. He’ll spend the rest of eternity alone,” The witch answered.
“Good,” the male voice said.
I was confused. The voice was familiar but I think, I wasn’t sure. I blinked as I stared up at the man above me. He leaned over me, his eyes searching my face, searching my expression, my eyes.
His hands were on me and tingles ran up my body as touched me. I knew him, I wanted to run my fingers through his beautiful brown hair and kiss his sweet red lips. He offered his hand to me and I took it.
He pulled me up until I was sitting upright. I stared into his eyes as I waited. I wasn’t sure what I was waiting for but it was something. Realization? Understanding? Something was still missing and I didn’t know what it was.
I turned my head to my left to look at something, was it out of habit, or had something been there? My forehead wrinkled as I struggled to place what was wrong with this situation.
Fingers gripped my chin and I was turned back to the man in front of me. The corners of his lips turned up as he stared down at me. Even with me sitting, he towered over me. Was it normal to be this big? He grasped my hand in his and I watched as he drew circles in my flesh with his thumb.
“You’re going to be good for me now, aren’t you?” He asked.
“Yes, Alpha,” I answered.
“Call me by my name, Pet,” he said as he pulled my hand to his lips.
The pain I had felt a moment ago was gone. I couldn’t figure out what was wrong and I was starting to wonder why I was trying to find something wrong with this situation. Ignoring the need to keep looking around, I push the gnawing curiosity from my mind. If my love is okay then so am I. I decided to stop worrying about it and focused on my mate.
“Yes, Ethan.”
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I woke up screaming. My hands were shaky as I reached out grabbing, feeling, reaching. For what? I wasn’t sure. I was sitting up in bed now, where am I? When am I? Who am I? I was confused about where, when, and who. As if I were a time traveler, I almost laughed. Who were my friends? Who were my enemies? Who is my friend now? Who is my enemy now? What am I doing?
It was a dream but it wasn’t just that. It was more. Needing to stop the frenzy of thoughts flying through my mind. I slide my hands up my face and shut my eyes. When images of what I’d seen flit through my mind, my eyes snap open.
I don’t want to go back there, I want to stay here. I need to be here. I just needed to figure out where here was. Was this before? During? After? I called out to my wolf but she didn’t answer me.
I couldn’t feel her and I whined. I was alone. I wrapped my arms around myself in an attempt to feel safe. It did nothing. I looked out the window, the sun still hadn’t risen and it was dark but there was a bit of light from the small crescent moon.
I didn’t know where I was yet. Was I safe? Was I in danger? I squinted as I studied the familiar window and looked around the room. I froze as someone moved beside me. A warm arm reached over and curled around my hip.
I stopped breathing and my heart flipped into overdrive. Someone was in bed with me, of course. Who was in bed with me? I tried and failed to backtrack over the night before. Where was I last?
Who was I with last? The lines of my reality blurred and collided. The man beside me snored softly, peacefully. Calling on a strength I knew I didn’t have, I swallowed and turned to face him.
I could make out the outline of his body. Moving closer, I leaned down until my face was at an angle where the moonlight could show his face. As it did, I gasped as I stared at the man.