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Chapter Twenty-Three

“HELP ME! Somebody, please help!”, I cried, choking on my sobs. Tears streamed down my face as my body jolted from the force of Cole’s wild thrusting. He was relentless and intentionally rough, pummelling into me with all of his might. He shuffled his weight and repositioned, somehow managing to plunge even deeper into me and I screamed with all I had causing a collective growl of irritation among the men.

“Shut her up”, Cole snapped, and right on cue I was pulled up by the hair to enable one the Weres to unleash a savage blow to my face. I heard a loud crack as my nose broke followed by the warm gush of blood running down my face.

I focused on the blood spatters as they dripped onto the carpet, my vision jolting as Cole used me ruthlessly. He moaned in pleasure and began thrusting even faster and I winced in pain.

He was right-Wyatt won’t have me now. Whatever we did or didn’t have doesn’t matter anymore. The vision was wrong.

I was so lost in my despair I didn’t notice the rumbl
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