My Torment

Chapter 7 – The same as any other

Ark could not… did not want to imagine how she had ended up in this manner. Did she do it herself, addicted beyond the point of help. Did someone force her to take the pills? Her little limp body soaking in cold spay of the shower, Ark could not help but just watch her, taking in every inch. Though cold himself, he could not bring himself to care as he watched her intently looking for signs of consciousness. His heart growing more anxious with each passing minute, Ark just stood there, feeling the water trailing down his own body as he listening to each beat of her heart.

Droplets spraying up onto her face, red dribbles trailed downward slowly washing away the blood. Holding her with ease in one arm, Ark’s free hand softly massaged as her still blood stained skin, washing away the evidence of her injury while monitoring her lowering temperature. The cut on her scalp slightly hidden in her hair, Ark continued to watch the area with insecurity as the injury did not appear to be healing, at least not like a werewolf should. Dipping his head down to her skin, he inhaled deeply confirming her as a werewolf. It was rare, but werewolves could have mates of a different species. Though that was not the case and she still was not healing.

Madi’s body temperature dropping vastly, her pounding head throbbed as the blackness filling her vision started dabbing with patches of light. Sharp spikes hitting her body, her skin ached as she felt someone holding her tightly. The instant memory of Malcom coming capturing her mind, it caused her body to tense before she shoved at the intruder with all the force she could muster. The body remaining unaffected by her push, Madison felt her body jostled as she was lowered to the floor gently.

Opening her eyes, Madison had already slid away from who she assumed was Malcom. He never normally touched her while she was out though. He always took pleasure knowing that she was awake and watching her reactions. He would wait for hours after she fainted, just to see her when she woke. Fear always causing him to lose his mind in pleasure. Forcing her to say things, do things, filling her mind with any and everything that was him. Eye lids pulling back further, Madison realized very quickly it was not Malcom.

Eye’s meeting, Ark and Madison both froze in place as they encountered each other consciously for the first time. Ark waiting for her to move, he stayed incredibly still crouched on the floor as he pulled his arms back which had just released her. Madison’s body also unmoving, she did not speak either. Ark watching, he felt slight annoyance as she backed up into the tiles of the shower. Her ass on the floor, she had instantly thrown her arms around her legs hugging them at her own body. Waiting, just waiting for her to do or say something, his wolf whined in his mind at the loss of her touch and current reaction. Did she not like him? Was she scared of him? Did she not know who he was?

In a messy drug hazed state, Madison watched the man before her soaked in water like herself. His pants clinging to his body, she could see the very defined outline of what waiting for her every day between most male’s legs. Inhaling deeply, she knew from just a glance that this was her mate, every glorious inch of him. Though in her current state of patchy vision, and a high pulsing through veins, every sensation was dulled. Her nose being the first, she could not pick up his scent in the slightest. Granted the water made it difficult washing everything away, but still, it was not odd to scent him at all. Usure what he wanted, or how to react, Madison gave over to her nauseous body. To be completely honest, she did what she would do with most males she found herself in this situation with.

Looking down at the tiles innocently like she would in the house. Madison knew no matter what was waiting, the best chance she had of staying unharmed was to satisfy his needs, especially before he took it by force. Mate or not, she knew what male wolves wanted, what they would do to get it, how rough and violent they could be. Even if they wanted it one way, she could always act and put enough pressure on them to cave to her pleasure, her way. At least he was pretty, but what was different was the sensation still rippling through her body from his touch. It was like a thousand tiny needles blasting through her, sobering, and intoxicating her at the same time. Initially she thought someone was cutting at her, slicing her open. Not that the pain was the problem, it was the healing, the sickness in her body.

Recovery was not what it used to be, she was weak and separated from her wolf. Madison could hardly even remember what her wolf looked and felt like, let alone what it was like to shift, to run, to be free. She was an animal in a cage, a circus animal at that. Trained to do and beg as directed, and she was good at it, really good. Her mate still crouched on the floor in front of her unmoving, she had difficulty reading his expression. Though his excitement regardless was clear, and it was all she knew.

The difference was, for the first time in a long time, she felt it too. She wanted it, she could feel the low throb set in, pulsing for more. Memories of the last time this happened flooding the forefront of her mind. Madison’s body reacted to them harshly as she had the urge to vomit. Her stomach growing more unsettled by the second, Madison fumbled over her thoughts before deciding on wanting out. For now, she wanted out of this situation and out of this place. She needed time to think, time to be free, time to decide. The only thing standing in her way, one last horny male supernatural wolf. A wolf that just happened to be her soul bonded mate.

His body still unmoving, Madison forced herself to all fours as she crawled forward. Her eyes slightly closing, Madison braced herself for the sensation of a thousand needles piercing her skin as she continued forward making contact.

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