[M]-When I call, you shall come
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How was she going to explain this to the pack? There was no way to word this entire thing without it sounding simply terrible in every direction. She should not have tried to be so nice to the man. She had given him chances he had ignored, fell for false kindness, she even had thought at one point that maybe there was part of this man who could be saved. The part of her that had used to see the good in him was crushed under the weight of his body and the force he had used on her to get pleasure from her body. What would Jace say when she found out there was another attack on the pack so quickly? What would Jefferson say? Would he see her weak now after this, unfit for her title? Tala feared all these things, as much as she could physically fear right was was swelling and threatening to erupt with every passing second.

Even after he had finished he continued to try and push as much of himself inside of her as he could. It hurt, it was too much. Her body wasn't capable of handling something like this, especially not when it was such a forced act. Her body cringed with every push he gave, the feeling of him filling her with his seed stopped and Tala wanted so badly to just crawl under a rock and hide there for years. His words caused her to muster a weak whimper as she cringed away from him. He wanted her to suffer more? How sick and twisted this man was just kept growing, unveiling itself past the point of obvious to simply beyond natural. He used the collar on her body to manipulate her, pulling her head up to have his vile lips kiss at her face like she would enjoy this, had enjoyed it and would do so again. She wanted to push him off but the disconnection between her fuzzy mind and her body made the movements weak and imprecise. She could swat at him just about as well as she could grab the stars. He touched at her breasts, her nipples in particular and she jumped in a surprised twitch. There was nothing she could do, that was the worst part. Her mouth was open in the desperation to cry out for help. Someone....anyone....why couldn't they come help her?

He pulled and tugged to try and pull his knot free and Tala whimpered loudly. It hurt immensely, the feeling was beyond anything she could explain. It felt almost like someone was trying to pull a bone right out from under her flesh. He tugged still, pulling at the flesh of her sex like it was nothing but a numb tool. When he did get himself free Tala collapsed onto the ground, trying to pull herself away from him with shaky limbs. Her eyes half shut in a dazed fashion she was once again handled by him like a doll. He kissed her, she winced with every touch of those lips on her flesh as she tugged at the collar on her neck again. It felt like it was choking her, she couldn't breathe. Everything was going dark. He started talking but none of it made sense. He said something about a white child but the rest was a blur. Words became just as fuzzy as the shapes and colours. Her eyes shut and she whimpered. Then there was nothing. She was safe in her unconscious. If only her body was as safe.


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