Chapter 80: Marked

Annie's POV

I woke up again having nothing but numbness. I was devoided of emotions the moment I stepped into Froster Pack.

It was beyond ground zero.

A tear fell from my eyes as I hugged myself. Trace abused me over and over. He used my body even though I was crying and begging him to stop...

"Please stop!" I cried.

Trace was gripping my neck while he was forcing his shaft behind me. He was exhausting himself with sexual expletives he uttered in the air. He was never gentle. But my body.

This body.

It never cried and plead for help but instead for pleasure. This body was delighted to feel him inside of me. To be rammed over and over but my soul condemned this to a point that I wanted to just kill myself.

"Stop complaining, mate. You know that you also love this..." he grunted while moving his hips back and forth.

Then he did the unspeakable. He marked me. He marked me as his own. I became one of his territories.

After that rough 15 hours of getting abused, I slept for nearly the who