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Victor realized whatever had happened to Vincent was still affecting him. He looked over to the two sisters sitting on the rock talking.
"What happened to you?" Rosie asked.
Anna looked at her, "You should have a pretty good idea."
Rosie tensed. "I felt it."
"I know," Anna said staring out at Victor. "How much does he know?"
"They both felt it too," Rosie said following her gaze. "Something happened to Vincent, he seems to have lost memories."
"How so?" Anna asked
"He disappeared the night we got you back. He doesn't remember any of it."
"How strange," Anna said looking at Vincent. "We will have to help him remember."
"You want him to remember what happened, but won't talk about your own ordeal? How convenient." Rosie scoffed.
Anna looked at her in shock, "What do you want to hear? What will make you feel the best? Hearing about how he peeled back my skin, removing it piece by piece? Hearing how he cut me, just to watch me bleed? How he left me in filth for weeks after stripping me? About my embarrassment of being naked and blindfolded while tried to touch me and said filthy things to me?" She was screaming, Victor and Vincent heard it all. "What exactly will make you feel the best? Knowing he wanted to rape me? What? What will make you give a s**t that I am your sister? Tell me, What?"
Victor had swum as fast as he could to the rock where Anna was and he pulled himself out, "What the hell is the matter with you?" he yelled at Rosie, then began running in the direction that Anna had stormed off in.
Vincent had followed his brother but he stopped and looked at Rosie. "What happened? Don't lie to me. Just tell me what happened."
Rosie let out a deep breath and stared at him. Then she told him everything. When she was done speaking, he just stared at her in shock.
"Talk to me," Rosie said staring back into his eyes.
"Why? Why would you do that to them? To me? To yourself?" Vincent looked so sad. He stared at her stomach, "You don't even know if it's mine. It could be his, and he is so disgusted with you, that everyone around can feel it."
"Are you going to leave me?" Rosie asked looking nervous.
"I can't, I really want to, but you are my mate and I would never do anything that injured that pup," he said whispering to her stomach. "I am going for a run, Don't follow me," he said heading towards the woods.
"You're just going to leave me here alone?" she asked in surprise.
"You are surrounded by guards, open your eyes. That pup is innocent and that means it is under my protection." Vincent said and shifted, running off.
Rosie sat down on the swing, not moving, she looked around and noticed all the guards watching her.
Victor finally daughter up to Anna, "Are you ok?" he asked cautiously.
"You heard me?" she asked looking off.
"I did, Anna, you need to talk about it," Victor said putting out his hand.
"He-he said and did a lot of discussing things. I don't want to talk about them." Anna said cringing.
"If you live in fear, you give him power," Victor said pulling her into his embrace.
Anna was sobbing so hard, she was shaking. "At first, I thought I would die. I think he may have killed my wolf. All those injections."
"That's why I couldn't link with you?" Victor said
"Yes. I begged him to stop and he finally did. But, that's when he dressed me up like a slut."
Victor growled. "He what?" he asked as calmly as he could.
Anna didn't even realize how much he had tensed up. "I made deals with him so he wouldn't touch me."
"Like what?" Victor asked concerned.
"I had to answer questions and he promised to keep his hands off me. But, he always wanted to pet me. He had a kink about heels, I don't know what a kink is." Anna said letting the words spill from her mouth.
Victor was ready to lose it but he tried to remain as calm as possible, to allow her to talk. He kept trying to control his breathing.
"What else do you remember?" Victor asked.
"In the cells, he kept telling me that if I agreed to ride him hard and put him away wet, he would give me a nice bedroom. I could be his little Sub." Anna said sounding confused.
"Anna do you understand what those things mean?" Victor asked her, he was seething mad.
"No," she said shaking her head. "But I think they were bad, he would stroke himself when he said them."
"Anna, did he rape you?" Victor finally asked. "I know he hurt you but did he?"
"No," Anna answered. "He wanted me to think he would, but he never tried that. He made me call him Daddy," she said remembering him. "He said he would fix me and I would have pups, I took the pill."
Victor was in shock, he held close as she continued to pour out everything that happened to her, from when she was taken to when she was returned. By the time she finished, the sun was coming up. Victor's back was leaning against a tree and Anna was curled up into his side. Vincent had come across them and had been sitting next to them listening until she fell asleep. He was rubbing her back, not speaking.
"I can't believe she went through all that." Vincent finally broke the silence.
"Me either, who would think anyone was that sick," Victor responded.
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