**Amber POV
The weight of the men on top of me was suffocating. Jeremiah was straddling me, one hand over my mouth and the other groping at the hem of my pants. The others were pinning down each of my limbs, completely immobilizing me.
I felt like there was nothing I could do.
I couldn't scream. I couldn't move my arms or legs no matter how hard I yanked or resisted. I had only shifted one time so far and I didn't know how to control my wolf.
Panic flooded my veins, swarming my mind. All I could manage were muffled screams in vain.
Jeremiah managed to unzip my pants and I'd rather die than let him touch me. But I was frozen, incapacitated.
Squeezing my eyes shut so I couldn't see the vile smirk on his face as he edged my pants down, I prayed to the Moon Goddess that someone come for
