!! TRIGGER WARNING !! Physical and sexual abuse in this chapter may be triggering for some. Please skip this chapter if this is something you struggle with. !! Amia Dylan’s hand slid up my waist and I tracked the movement as he gripped the material covering my chest. He jerked it down and my breasts fell out. His other hand reached down beside me and the seat began to recline all the way back. With one hand he gripped me by the neck and with the other he fondled my exposed chest. “Dylan, I—” ’m cut off as his grip around my neck tightened. He leaned down and took my nipple into his mouth and looked me in the eye as he bit down hard. I cried out and my head fell back. I looked up at the roof of the car and felt my cheeks warmed. I was confused by my bodies response. I didn’t want him to do any of this but my body still reacted. I’m embarrassed and unsure of myself. “Ah,” I cried out. “Dylan.” His hand around my neck squeezed and I struggled to pull air into my lungs. I thrashed a
!! TRIGGER WARNING !!Physical abuse in this chapter may be triggering for some. Please skip this chapter if this is something you struggle with. !!“Oh fuck. Look, Amia,” Dylan murmured in awe. “My cock is already slick with your juices. You’re already wet for me,” he groaned.I felt the head of him as it pulsed inside of me. It pushed forward, followed by more of him. I keep my legs still as he slowly pushed inside of me. I jerked forward and pushed my head against his hard chest. He didn’t go easy on me, he forced himself into me as he pushed through resistance. Something tore as I took every inch of him.“I have to punish you so you don’t do this again,” Dylan moaned. He thrust home and it hurt. “You’re so fucking tight,” he grunted.He moved back so he could stare down between us. His eyes locked on where our bodies met. I’m too scared to move. I don’t want to make it worse but my eyes follow his and fear erupted in my chest when I see his hard length pull out of me.Dylan and I
Dylan zipped his pants up and maneuvered over to the driver’s side. I sat frozen in my seat my brain couldn’t process what had just happened. I didn’t know what to do now. Silence filled the car as he revved the engine and drove me home. I closed my legs and turned away from him. The city lights blurred outside the window and my brain attached onto the color of the lights as my heart refused to deal with what he had just done to me. An hour later we pulled up to my house. Dylan put the car in park and reached over for me. Without thinking I flinched and shut my eyes tight.“I hope what happened at the restaurant never happens again. This was all your fault, but I can forgive you if you promise never to do that to me again,” Dylan said.I opened my eyes as his hand wrapped around mine. His words are only the nail in the coffin. It’s at this very moment that I realized Dylan doesn’t feel any remorse for what he did to me. He doesn’t regret it and he doesn’t show even the slightest bit o
Our house isn’t brand new, if anything, it’s far from it. The one good thing about it is that we have a nice sized bathroom. I’ve called it my bathroom for years since I’m the only one who used it. Greg and Mom use the one in their room. I closed the door behind me and turned to look it. After I’ve checked that the lock is secured I turned the shower on.As steam billowed around me, I pulled my dress over my head. I threw it into the hamper and stared at myself in the mirror. I forced myself to look at myself, really look at myself. I can see why Mom was so concerned now.My hair is a rats nest and my cheek is swollen and it’s already began to turn purple. It’s puffy and my eyes are bloodshot from all the crying I did while beneath Dylan. My lip is cut and dry. A bruise on my neck reminded me of where his hand held me down and hickeys littered my neck.A reminder I didn’t need. Steam covered me and began to fog up the mirror. I watched my eyes teared up until I couldn’t see myself any
Amia I beat the alarm this morning. My eyes were already open as it blared. The pain was a dull ache now as I crawled to the edge of the bed. I’m hoping Mom and Greg sleep in since they went to bed early this morning. The safest course of action would be to go out the window but I really don’t want to take the chance of breaking my leg again. I just need to get out of here before he wakes up. I dressed for school as quickly as possible and peaked through the crack in the door. When I was sure it was clear I took my first hesitant step into the hallway. Every day in this house was hell. I was constantly on the edge. It was as if my fight or flight was constantly activated. I tiptoed down the hall as quietly as possible, careful not to step on the pieces I knew would groan under my weight. I’m finally working my way down the stairs when one of the floorboards creaked. My heart dropped and I froze as I listened for any sign of movement from upstairs. When I don’t hear anything, I contin
Levi I can practically feel the sands of time slipping through the cracks between my fingers. No matter how hard I tried to hold on the faster time flew by. Ami had more than enough reasons to hate me. I didn’t fault her for not wanting me in her life anymore. She thought I stopped talking to her because of stupid childish reasons, but she couldn’t be further from the truth. My ascension to the throne was drawing near, nearer still with the war. The wolves claimed they were being attacked by rogues but little did they know that it’s been going on for years. It was a game of cat and mouse and my father, the King, was the cat. He enjoyed playing with them and experimenting on them. I shuttered as I pushed that thought from my mind. My father hated the wolves with every fiber of his being. He was in no rush to end the bloodshed. If anything, he enjoyed it. His plan was to take care of them all with the war. To “bring them to heel” as he so often said. It didn’t matter how much I didn’t
AmiaWithout Liz I don’t know if I could have made it through high school. She has been there to pick up the pieces more times than I can count. She’s seen what I’ve let her see but she’s never questioned me or demanded to know what happened. I know she would listen to me but I love that she doesn’t try to pry. This morning when I got to school she swooped in like the superwoman bad ass best friend she has always been.There’s nothing like crossing the quad like you’re on some covert mission. Today Liz managed to make me feel protected and sneaky at the same time. I had about twenty minutes before my first period and I needed her magic bag of makeup. I hadn’t even said why. She met me at the front of the school. It was as if she knew. She didn’t look at me just threw her jacket over me.Every breath hurt with each inhale of air. She pushed the gym bathroom door open and dragged me along with her. When we got to the benches by the lockers she pushed me down and sat beside me. My should
Amia The second bell announced the start of the school day. I ignored Levi when he walked in five minutes late. I avoided lifting my chin and looking at him. I didn’t miss the way he froze by my table. I could feel his gaze as it traveled over my downcast face. I didn’t want to admit it but Levi knew me better than almost everyone at this school. I could feel his gaze on the side of my face like every morning. I focused on class and followed along with the teacher. Classed past by in a blur and before I knew it the hour was up and it was time for second period. My stomach flip flopped knowing that I would be separated from Liz now. She waited for me as I gathered up my stuff. I got to my feet, threw my backpack over my shoulder, and followed Liz toward the door. I grabbed Liz’s hand and held it tightly. She squeezed my hand. I tried to keep my eyes in front of me but I could feel Levi’s warmth at my back as we shuffled out. “Hey Levi!” Liz said cheerfully. “Morning Liz,” Levi said
Without meaning to, my jaw dropped. Whatever I thought Isabella was going to ask for, it definitely hadn’t been that. The werewolves needed blood—werewolf blood. I was trying to figure out ways, legal ways, to get her what she needed, but I was coming up blank. I don’t know any werewolves here, and I highly doubt any members of the pack would volunteer to let a vampire; because that’s how they see her, feed from them.Yet, the hesitancy staring back at me mixed with the trust she just showed snapped me out of my stupor. The news was a surprise, but we were talking—she was communicating. It could have been a lot worse. First, we needed to treat her like a member of the pack, not a criminal. From what Andrius had shared with me, she’d committed no crime and shouldn’t be chained.“Andrius?” I asked, turning my head to look at him.“Yes, my Mistress?”
The silence stretched between us, but I couldn’t back down. Even though I knew he was bigger and stronger than me. I held his piercing gray eyes and moved back. Needing to add distance between us, not because I was afraid of him, but because I couldn’t let his proximity distract me. He didn’t stop me, but his hand was firm on my hip.Maybe I was harsh in calling him a hypocrite, but it was true, and I wouldn’t apologize for it. I would call him out on his bullshit. We were together. Yes, we were new, but I wouldn’t pretend to keep him happy. I wasn’t that woman anymore. It didn’t matter if he was my mate. Andrius would hear me. Without giving him a chance to respond, I snapped again.“You’ve got a real chance here to make them see vampires differently. Instead of taking it, you’ve kept her locked up underground. She’s one of your own, and yet, no one bats an eye
“I don’t, but that’s not what’s I’m worried about right now. Why is there blood on your collar?” Levi glanced between the two of us. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and stared into his brown eyes. I was being hostile without reason but I couldn’t help it. This uncomfortable feeling was quickly festering inside of me and if I didn’t just come out with it it would bubble up. My best friend tilted his head to the side, his eyes lit up, and a bloody knowing smile pulled the corners of his lips.“Are you jealous?” His tone was light and I swear I heard a laugh in there.“I’m sure whatever poor soul he’s just torn apart deserved everything he got,” Andrius murmured in my ear.“Levi didn’t answer the question.” I wasn’t laughing and I wouldn’t. Not until I got an answer. Was I being illogical? Maybe, but I’ve never known Levi to kill anyone. Yes, even after what he did to Dylan. ‘Who did he feed from?’ blared on repeat in my head. I chewed on my lip and Levi’s gaze dropped to the nerv
Danny’s words were reassuring. Duke had an effect on me, but up to this point, it wasn’t uncomfortable. There was something here, between us. I wasn’t completely sure what it was, but I welcomed it. Andrius cleared his throat and I turned to face him. I giggled when I noted the side eye he was giving Duke. It made me happy knowing he had people he could be himself with. I loved that whatever was between me and Duke didn’t cause problems. None that I could see yet, anyway. The little jealousy between them wasn’t anywhere between the hate love vibes that Andrius and Levi had, but I’ve quickly realized that I love being between two men. I giggle to myself and Andrius raises an eyebrow at me.“Duke is right. The pack’s opinion matters, but what we say is the end of it.” Andrius’ teasing gaze had turned as serious as his words.“You said most will listen. Does that mean… he will be in danger within these walls?” I didn’t like the idea of Levi being in danger, or having to live a life of it
Andrius huffed and I couldn’t help but smile. I’ve never had a group of people I could hang out with, and definitely not one that were willing to fight over my time. I had Liz, but I didn’t have Levi until recently. Adding more people—long term people gave me that sickly warm feeling in my chest and I blinked quickly to stop myself from tearing up. I’d been so worried they wouldn’t like me.“I don’t have anything… too serious until Friday,” Andrius grumbled before he lifted his cup of orange juice to his lips. I was reminded of the meeting with his appointed chosen mate and her dad. That means no one will know who I am until after he clears that up. That should make me feel weird, feel small, but I only sit straighter in my seat. I’m glad I’m here. I wanted everyone to know I’m the woman by his side. Everyone at the table knew about her, but now I’m sitting by Andrius. Did th
After Duke left, I took more time looking through the multiple dresses Levi packed in a pack for me, only to end up with black leggings and a red v-neck that hugged my curves. I normally wore loose fitting clothes—they were like armor. But I wanted them to like me. Thank you, L. With my arm looped in Andrius’, he led me downstairs. At the thought of meeting those closest to him, I was a mix of both excitement and nerves. They were pack. Family. I had grown up outside of my own, but we were so low on the chain and lived far from the packhouse it almost felt like we were rogues sometimes.“They’ll love you.” Andrius must have noticed my worry.“And if they don’t?” My voice was a whisper as my feet touched the landing.“Then Duke can kill them for you.” He chuckled by my side, and I playfully slapped him. We walked through the main area, post the couches, and tables. I caught the aroma of a delicious meal and my mouth watered at the same time my stomach growled. Heads turned as we steppe
AmiaAndrius gave no explanation about his visit and I wasn’t sure what to make of this. I had no problem meeting his best friend. I mean, he had to be if he’d chosen him as his right-hand man, right? What confused me was Andrius letting him in despite what I’m wearing, or the lack of clothing I was wearing, and despite where we were. This is supposed to be our room. At that realization goosebumps spread down my arms. The math wasn’t mathing and I was starting to wonder if his friend was more than a friend.That would complicate things.Every hair stood on end as his beta stepped into the room. My eyes dropped to the tactical boots and then my brows raised as they swept up, up, up the army green pants to the thoroughly filled out black t-shirt. He was dressed like a soldier, not a beta. At least, not the way I envisioned a beta to dress, but all thought disappeared as he the rest of him appeared. My lips parted as our gaze locked.Holy hell.Baby blues burned holes into mine. There wa
Struggling against the blanket of heat that was now suffocating me, I tried to push it off, but it wouldn’t budge. It had the opposite effect. It pulled me in and squeezed. Grumbling, I fight sleep, which is hard because I’m drained. I’m not getting anymore shut eye when I’m sweating my ass off. The first thing I see is a wall of pure muscle and my throat is dry and my nipples pebble as I recalled everything that happened last night.Instead of being bathed in sunlight, a barrier was on top of the glass and blocked it out. This kept the rays from coming in through the ceiling. Except for the double doors on the other side of the room. Even in his sleeping state, his cock is thick and long against my belly. My lips spread in a wolfish grin as I think of waking him up with my mouth, but my stomach growled, reminding me there are more important things than sex. Food.“Andrius…” My voice is raspy with sleep and I suspect from all the moaning I did last night. He doesn’t answer, doesn’t mo
Our breathing mixed with the potent smell of sex filled the room. Andrius didn’t rush to get off and walk over to the bathroom. No, he was a still force above me. He had a vice grip around his cock. His eyes roamed over every inch of me he had marked. Trembles wracked my body as I quivered with pleasure. Beneath his gaze, I felt exposed yet adored. Nothing like the way I’d felt trapped beneath Dylan. Not much time had passed, but Goddess, it felt like I’d made so much progress. I could think of my shitty ex and not completely cave in on myself.Even now, with my stomach rolled squished, my pussy bared, and my hair most likely a tangled mess behind me, none of it mattered. Andrius’ hungry gaze confirmed my thoughts. He could continue looking at me that way, and I’d hold whatever disadvantageous position he put me in.“Mine,” Andrius growled.“Yours,” I confirm