POV: Echo
Flashback:
Tremors wrack my body as I feel his claws sink into my shoulders as he forces me down into a seat. I swallow my gasps and whimpers as he digs them in deeper and wiggles them around, trying to elicit some form of acknowledgment from me at the level of pain he was causing me.
“You will not eat from now on unless I give you permission, you little b***h!” Alpha Brady growls in my ear, and a chorus of growls and snarls ripple up and down the table in agreement as pack members watch and enjoy the pain he is inflicting.
I flinch as I see a plate stop directly in front of me. Someone had slid a plate of what looked to be the leftover scraps of multiple plates full of the breakfast I’d cooked that morning. I let out the tiniest breath as he retracted his claws from my shou
