Unbreakable

From Bad to Worse

*** TRIGGER WARNING - IF SENSITIVE TO s****l VIOLENCE THIS IS NOT THE BOOK FOR YOU, THE PLOT WILL NOT MAKE SENSE WITHOUT THE BELOW MATERIALS**

It was like a blur, I could tell he was there and the next thing I could feel was the bed shift dramatically, sparks shooting through my sides as rough and calloused hands were all over me. I was on fire. Terror consumed me..

"Stop.." I tried to force out but my throat was dry, his hands tore my clothes and I began to scramble for the blankets but Ryan threw me back into the headboard and the room began to spin. Hot tears poured from my face and my vision blurred.

"STOP, STOP!" I wailed through gasps for breath. His eyes were black, he had no control. Suddenly Ryan is at my neck with my hair painfully in his fist.

Through growls he practically spat, "WHAT DID YOU SAY?" His eyes piercing into mine but the terror on my face did not register or matter, before I could speak again he slammed my face into the pillow. I tried to scream but could barely breathe with my face buried into the blanket. Almost instantaneously after he flipped me over he used his other hand to rip my panties panfully, tearing incompletely on one hip and plunged deep inside of me.

Everything went hazy. I screamed and tried to reach for anything to free me from this beast. He pumped into me painfully taking my virtue. I almost passed out when he leaned into my ear and wispered, "you're not done yet kitten, You're going to purr for me" His eyes still black and overcome with lust he stood up and drug me by my hair down the stairs. he let me fall after the first few steps and then went to the back of the staircase emerging with a pair of handcuffs.

I was disoriented from the pain, the fall, I could feel Alina whimpering. No fight left after our mate had decided we were his full-moon play thing. I realized what he was about to do and tried to stand. He grabbed me by the back of the neck and led me to the chair near the open trap door.

"NO NO NO PLEASE" I continued to scream as he bent me frontwards over the chair and cuffed my hands under the seat between the legs. He took a moment to enjoy the view as I continued to beg him to stop. He buried his face between my cheeks and took me in, tonguing at my hole in a way that made me want to vomit. I had no way out. It was only then I realized he wasnt done with me. He reached to the shelf and grabbed a patrol baton and rammed it deep inside me, I screamed having never been touched their either and the pain was unbearable. He shoved it deeper and deeper before he re-entered me and the pain became too much. I tried to link Tate but Alina had completely closed me off at this point.

After what felt like hours of torture, I passed out from the pain. As I awoke I was still in the library and naked. a scrap of underwear around my right hip that didnt break away was all that I dawned. I began to shake in my attempt to stand and let myself just cry. After what must have been at least two hours Tate is hollaring in my door and I am praying he doesn't find me now. Too late Tate. Too Late. He must have smelled Ryan since I could hear the sound of what must have been my door breaking. He hammered down the stairs and slid down 3 steps before catching himself at the sight he found. A beated, bruised, and soiled Tessa.

Tate helped me up to clean up and only at my request for him to not leave me has he not hunted down the Alpha and challenged him. I didn't want to be left alone. I CAN'T be left alone again. Tate ran a bath and laid out some clothes. He got a bandage for the blood before he realized it was from losing my virtue and that there were no open woulds. He eased me into the bath and was clearly fuming.

"We have to leave" I slowly said. The first thing I could mutter.

"We have to leave".

It would be the only thing I would repeat, over and over, until Tate agreed to pack my bags and insisted on being at my side as a rogue.