TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT DESCRIPTIONS OF RAPE, PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION.
Jaselyn's POV
Horror washed over me, cold and paralyzing, as the full weight of his words sank in. The reality of what he intended to do hit me like a physical blow, knocking the breath from my lungs. I thrashed beneath him, every muscle straining as I fought to break free. “No! Get off me!” I screamed, my voice raw with desperation. In a frantic bid to escape, I managed to knee him hard in the groin.
He let out a guttural sound of pain, his grip on my wrists faltering just enough for me to wrench myself free. Heart pounding, I bolted from the bed, every instinct screaming at me to run, to get away before it was too late. But I barely made it a step before I felt his hand tangle in my hair, yanking me back with a force that sent pain shooting through my scalp.
I cried out as he dragged me back to the bed, throwing me down with such violence
Jaselyn's POVBlood.It was trickling down my thighs, warm and sticky, pooling between my legs and staining the sheets beneath me. The sight of it sent a shockwave of terror through me, freezing my breath in my lungs and making my heart pound wildly against my ribs. I stared at the crimson stain, my mind racing, trying to process what I was seeing, what it meant.Panic surged through me like a jolt of electricity, setting every nerve on fire, my body reacting before my brain could catch up. My babies—was I losing one of them? Both of them?The thought hit me like a sledgehammer, the fear so raw and visceral that it almost made me vomit again. I needed to do something, anything, but I was paralyzed, trapped in my own body by the terror coursing through my veins.I tried to scream, to call for help, but the sound caught in my throat, choked by the overwhelming fear that I was losing them, that this nightmare was going to claim
Jaselyn's POVI screamed, the sound tearing from my throat, primal and raw, as my body was wracked with fresh pain. The noise was shrill and broken, a desperate wail that echoed off the walls and filled the room with a suffocating tension. Every muscle in my body screamed in protest as Zane shook me, his grip bruising my shoulders, jerking me back and forth like a rag doll. My head snapped back, my neck straining painfully, and my vision blurred with tears, making everything around me swim in a dizzying haze.It felt like my insides were being ripped apart, my body rebelling against the assault, every nerve on fire. My belly clenched violently, and a new wave of terror crashed over me. I could barely breathe, each gasp of air a jagged knife to my lungs. My limbs flailed weakly, trying to push him away, to make him stop, but I was too exhausted, too broken to fight back. I felt like I was drowning, suffocating under the weight of my own pain and fear, my hea
Jaselyn's POVI jolted awake, my heart pounding in my chest like a wild animal trying to escape its cage. For a split second, I thought I was still in that icy bathtub, the cold water dragging me under. I gasped for air, my lungs burning as if they’d been starved of oxygen for hours. My eyes flew open, darting around frantically, trying to make sense of my surroundings.A woman with a kind smile leaned over me, her eyes soft and calm, and I felt my panic begin to subside. “It’s okay, Jaselyn,” she said gently, her voice soothing. “You’re safe now. Just take deep breaths for me, alright?”I blinked, my vision cleared, and realized she was wearing a white coat, a stethoscope hanging around her neck. A doctor. Relief washed over me, mingling with the remnants of my fear. I wasn’t in the bathtub anymore—I was back in the bedroom, the very same bed where Zane had violated me. The sheets had been change
Rion's POVI was in shambles. Two days. Two agonizing days had passed since Jaselyn had disappeared without a trace. Two days since I last felt her presence in my life, like a light suddenly snuffed out.The emptiness in our bond was unbearable, a void that stretched endlessly inside me, making every breath feel like a stab in the dark. There was no more gentle warmth of her thoughts, no comforting whisper of her feelings brushing against mine.The connection that had once been our lifeline, a constant, unbreakable thread between us, was severed, cut clean by a force I couldn’t comprehend. It felt as if a piece of my soul had been torn away, leaving a gaping wound that throbbed with every heartbeat.I couldn’t make sense of it. Our bond wasn’t just faint or fading; it was mutilated, tampered with by someone with the power to rip it apart. Someone who had to be behind her disappearance.My mind kept circling
Rion's POVIt was a gut-wrenching feeling, like my soul was being yanked out of my body. Her fear hit me like a tidal wave, crashing over me, filling me with a dread so intense it left me breathless.Before Erik could even speak, I was already running for the car, desperate to reach her. My heart was pounding in my chest, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts, all centered on getting to her, protecting her. But then, just as suddenly, it stopped. The bond went silent, like a radio switching off. There were no more feelings, no more words, no warmth. Just… nothing.I drove as fast as I could, following the last trace of our bond, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. But when I got to the market, she was gone. Completely gone. I called her name, my voice hoarse with desperation, but there was no answer. The market was empty, eerily quiet, as if it too had been swallowed by the darkness that now filled my he
Rion's POV“All I care about is finding her,” I snapped, my voice cracking with exhaustion and desperation. My hands were shaking, my body barely holding it together. I felt like I was unraveling, piece by piece, my sanity fraying at the edges. I couldn’t let myself rest, not when she was out there somewhere, possibly hurt, possibly worse. The thought of her suffering alone was a knife twisting in my gut. “I can’t just sit around and do nothing while she’s out there. I need to be out there, looking for her. She needs me.”Rafayel’s eyes softened, and he stepped closer, his hand squeezing my shoulder. “I know, Alpha,” he said, his voice dropping to a soothing tone. “I know how much she means to you. But you can’t find her if you fall apart. You’re pushing yourself too hard, and it’s not helping anyone. Just rest for an hour. Please.”I stared at him, the fight draining
Jaselyn's POVZane's words hung in the air, heavy and impossible. I stared at him, my heart hammering in my chest. Our son is alive? It couldn’t be true. It had to be another one of Zane’s twisted games, another way to manipulate me and mess with my mind.I’d held Celio's tiny, lifeless body in my arms after his birth. I remembered the weight of him, the way his little fingers were curled as if grasping for something he would never hold. My heart had shattered into a million pieces that day."You’re lying," I whispered, my voice shaking. "I don’t believe you. You’re just trying to play with me again."Zane sighed, as if he had expected this reaction. "I’m not surprised you don’t believe me," he said calmly. "It was difficult for me to believe at first, too. But I have proof."He stood up and walked over to a drawer, his movements slow and deliberate, as if he wanted me to see every s
Jaselyn's POVPanic surged through me, my heart racing in my chest. I knew if I said no outright, he’d just take what he wanted, like he did before. My body and my unborn children wouldn’t be able to handle another brutal assault. I had to find a way to protect myself, to protect my babies.I forced myself to breathe, to stay calm. “Zane,” I began softly, my voice barely above a whisper, “the doctor said I shouldn’t undergo any stress at all, including physical stress. My body is still healing. I have a tear… down there. If we do it, it will hurt me a lot. I might start bleeding again, and it won’t be pleasant for you either.”I watched his face carefully, praying he would understand. I could see the wheels turning in his head, his expression shifting from desire to consideration. He didn’t release his grip on me, but I could feel his muscles relax slightly.After a moment, he let ou