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Possible Trauma Triggers Heather POVShaking my head to try and clear the fuzziness. I started thinking of my options. I can’t give up yet. Mustering up all the strength I have, I bit down on Keegan’s side where I could reach with the way he is carrying me. “FUCK!” He yells as he throws me to the ground out of shock. As soon as I hit the ground, I swung with all I had, hitting Keegan in the crotch again. I spring to my feet and run the fastest I think I have ever run in my life. As I’m running, I pull the hair tie out of my pocket and rub it on my face where the blood from my split lip is running. I feel some relief when my feet hit the water. I had almost made it up the other side when I was tackled into the mud on the bank's edge. I throw the hair tie as far up the bank as I can. I can feel my body being dragged down the bank and into the water. Keegan is yelling something, but I can’t understand him because he keeps pushing me under the water. I don't know if he is trying to kill
Possible Trauma Triggers Heather POV His fingers are getting close to my entrance. “Keegan, please stop. Don’t do this.” I pleaded as tears started to slide down my cheeks, leaving stains on the sheets. I just want the old Keegan back. “Did you ask them to stop? I bet you didn’t. A whore like you probably begged for them to fill you up.” He growls at me while pushing two of his fingers roughly into me. I can’t stop the scream that I let out as pain shoots through my center. “I did tell you it was going to hurt the first time.” He removes his fingers, which hurts almost as much as them going in. “Going back to my earlier question, how did it feel to have them both inside you at the same time?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I sobbed. “Come on think about it. You could have had both on them in here...” I felt him insert his finger again. “...which a slut like you could stretch enough to do.” He takes his finger away. I hear what sounds like him licking his fingers. “Or yo
Lucas POV Reed, Levi and I made our way to the dining hall. “Are you going to tell us what happened to you?” I asked Levi, pointing at the black eye that he was sporting, trying to get my mind off what was coming up and stop myself from going into a panic. “Janice came to me in the middle of the night asking me to go look for Molly who had snuck out. She told me that she had been doing it for a while now but this was the longest that she had been gone for and with what is going on overseas and now with Heather missing, she got worried.” He started to explain. “I tracked her to the small swimming hole out by the river. She was out there with a guy.” The pissed-off look and the sneer in his voice would almost have me thinking he was jealous. “Is the guy still alive?” Reed asks. He must be thinking the same thing I am. “Yeah for now,” Levi grunts out. “I have this because Molly stopped me from going after him. The fucking coward ran off, leaving her to face me alone." “Like you’re a
Lucas POVAs we approached the door we were looking for, we heard a voice that sounded familiar. “You thought you were so much better than me, didn’t you? The whole group of you did. It was so easy to convince those hunters in Europe to go after Meg since they were looking for un-mated, high-ranked females. They should have April by now too, if not soon. They weren’t even interested in me.” I wonder why I wouldn't want the bit*h either if I were them. I thought to myself. “They did help get you anyway as payment for Meg and April. I was going to give you to them too, but Keegan wouldn’t let me. That’s ok, he’ll have his fun with you here because no one is ever going to find you. By the time you can shift to your wolf, your sprint will be so broken that your first shift will most likely kill you. I hope I can be here to see it. Just to let you know if you haven’t figured it out yet, Keegan is very sadistic in his bedroom play. You’re going to wish I’d given you to the hunters.I can't
Possible Trauma Triggers Lucas POV It’s been a week now since we brought Heather home. Most of her physical injuries have healed, but she still hasn’t woken up. She had two bruised ribs and one cracked one. Her jaw had been dislocated, and a small fracture of her eye socket. The worst was that from what Dr. Beal said it looked like she was sexually assaulted, but he’s not sure to what extent. Not that it will matter when it comes to mental trauma. Dad had played us the recording he had made of Keegan muttering in his cell. If I hadn’t grown up with him, I would have thought it was an act. It sounded as if he was arguing with someone. It wasn't the same as when I or others that I know have had disagreements with our wolves. It was weird to listen to, very strange. As Dad said, Keegan had never shown the type of natural leadership that some Alphas do, but he did show promise. He had never shown any tendencies to be cruel or cold like he had been when he was first placed in the cells.
Possible Trauma TriggersHeather POVWhen Keegan came back from getting his ‘supplies’, something was different from when he left. I could hear him arguing with someone just outside the door. I couldn’t place the voice, but it sounded familiar. The door opened but before shutting it Keegan turned and spoke one more time to whoever was outside. “And I won’t need you back here until morning.” I heard a car start in the distance, signalling that the other person was gone. When Keegan closed the door he looked pissed, throwing the bag of stuff on the floor. “Keegan?” I asked cautiously as he turned his gaze to me. I saw a whole mix of emotions pass over his face before it settled on anger.“Oh good you’re awake.” He sneered at me.Choosing my words carefully, I ask. “Could I please be allowed to use the bathroom?” He doesn’t say anything as he storms to the head of the bed, making quick work of untying my hands. I slowly lower my arms trying to work the stiffness out of them as Keegan unt
Heather POV I'm trying to open my eyes but I just don't have the energy. In my mind, the darkness starts to fade. When it had completely lifted I found myself kneeling in the garden at Grandma’s. I was pulling weeds when I heard someone approaching. Standing, I turned to see a very handsome man standing at the corner of the cottage. It doesn’t seem right. Something feels off. Everything looks familiar, but different. It's almost as if things are newer, but not modern. An older woman walked out of the cottage. She looks a lot like Grandma, but it’s not her. She starts yelling at the man to leave. “I told you to stay away from here. You are not welcome on my property. I have already told your father that I will not be entering into an agreement with the two of you over my granddaughter. I would never agree to my granddaughter marrying you. Your kind, get fated mates you don’t choose them. If she is your fated to be with you, fine, but you will not try and take her before she is eighteen
Heather POVI have been having dream after dream playing over and over again in my head. Every time they do, I get to see a little more. It wasn’t just the first three scenes that were played. There were other eras, and different people, but the scenarios that played all seemed familiar the first time I saw them. Then, as the details filled in, I started to piece things together. When they finally stopped playing, I was in the darkness again with that tiny beacon of light glowing in the distance. This time I felt that I needed to wake up. I finally felt physically rested. Now I needed to start the mental healing. Reaching the light, I feel that comforting warmth and smell those unforgettable scents. It’s just reassurance that I’m safe. How long have I been going through those dreams? I slowly opened my eyes to let them adjust to the light in the room. I carefully turned my head to each side just as I thought they were both here. I’m scanning the room trying to figure out where I am wh