WARNING!!! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS CONTENT THAT MAY BE DISTURBING TO SOME READERS!!
Violent Rape is discussed in this chapter. Reader discretion is advised.
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It had been a few minutes since Dr. Clements left and I felt as if my bladder was going to explode. I crossed my legs tightly while I did my best to clear my mind but the only other thoughts that could come to me were those of anger.
I was angry that I was stuck here, tied up to this bed trying not to piss my pants. I sought him out only to kill him or be killed and now I've been chained down like a pet. Locked away in a room and restrained so that I couldn't escape.
This was ridiculous. I didn't want to be a Luna. I didn't want that responsibility. I didn't want to be at anyones every beck and call, have their children, and stand obedient by their side for the rest of my life. I knew that he would be hell bent on making me these things. I knew that he wouldn't stop until he was satisfied that I met every aspect of a perfect Luna. And he's already shown that he's willing to use force if he doesn't get what he wants.
While these thoughts swirled around my head the fact that I had to use the bathroom became more and more noticeable by the second. I hadn't tried to use magic because I was still weak from my previous explosion of powers. But a quick matter manipulation spell wouldn't take too much energy.
I held my breath and listened closely for any footsteps that might indicate a passerby. Or in the worst case the Alpha. After a few minutes of hearing nothing I let out a deep sigh and started muttering the incantation.
The ropes started to dance around each other. Untying themselves and bringing relief to my wrists. I rubbed them as I stood up and started to scan the room. There was the door the doctor left through, a set of double doors, and another singular door. I figured that the set of double doors led to a closet so I decided to take my chance with the third door. I didn't want to leave the room through the main door unless I had to.
I ran over to the door which was opposite of the bed and swung the door open. "Thank God!" I exclaimed as I ran to the toilet and locked the door behind me.
I hurriedly sat down on the toilet and started to relieve myself. Luckily there was toilet paper on the sink next to me and I reached over and started to unwrap it. Unluckily, there were no feminine products in stock and the back of my hospital gown was stained with blood. I'm sure Dr. Clementz could smell the blood earlier but he probably guessed that it was from my leg.
If I'd had my bag with me I would have access to all of my feminine products but that was likely confiscated. I would've made a makeshift pad out of toilet paper but I wasn't given any underwear either. This place sure knows how to treat a lady.
I finished and started to wash my hands when I heard the door open and close, an earth shaking growl following close behind. I tensed up and quickly turned off the water so that he couldn't hear me. I knew I would be found and probably beaten for breaking out of my restraints.
Fear overtook my body and I hopped into the shower and closed the curtain, trying to be as quiet as possible. I heard him try to turn the door handle and he settled for knocking once he discovered it was locked. I left no response.
"Emerson, darling. If you don't open the door I will break it down." He snarled. He was angry, and I wasn't going to be on the receiving end of it. I stayed quiet, praying that he would just leave.
There was a large bang followed by the door splintering, pieces of it flew into the shower curtain that I was hiding behind. I held my breath as the curtain was slowly pulled back.
I was met with a worried, sweet face. Not an angry one as the curtain was pulled away to reveal me. However, his eyes were dark with anger and betrayal. His wolf was hurt and it was showing through.
"It's okay. Come on now let's get you back to bed." He said to me in a gentle tone as he outstretched his hand to me. But his eyes did not change. And that is the tell of a dangerous person. When they can make every aspect of themselves seem calm and collected while their rage internally overtakes them.
"No." I stated simply shaking my head. "No, I want to stay here." And I scooted farther back into shower trapping myself in the corner.
"Darling don't be difficult." He said, anger starting to become evident in his voice.
I shook my head at him again and he let out a sigh. He started coming closer and he grabbed my forearm as I started to run. I screamed and kicked at him in response, putting up every defense I could in my weakened state.
He pulled my body out of the shower and pushed me in front of him, guiding me out of the bathroom. I tried to bolt to the door that led out into the hallway but he grabbed ahold of my arm jerked me back to him. My back hit his warm and inviting chest and I melted slightly into him.
My body was exhausted from fear and from strain. I desperately wished to relax but I couldn't let my defenses down. Not here, not around him. If I did he might try and take me or mark me while I slept. But he was so warm. And being near him made me feel at peace and safe.
I felt him shift his weight and lower his heard towards my ear. My eyes shot open and I swallowed in anticipation. My heart rate climbed and I squirmed slightly.
"You're bleeding." He stated plainly, his voice a husky whisper in my ear. "Are you okay?" He asked, allowing more concern to enter his voice.
"I'm fine, I just need underwear and a tampon." I stated, trying not to stutter. His closeness was doing things to me that I didn't want to admit and it was causing me to lose control of my voice. But my period was natural and it was nothing to be ashamed of, I wouldn't let him make me nervous about that. I'd considered having a hysterectomy once to stop the inconvenience my period caused. But I decided that it wasn't worth it in the long run.
"Oh." He stated in mild tone of understanding. "I'll have those brought up for you and I'll get someone to change the sheets. For now we can go to my room."
The words sent chills down my spine. I didn't want to go anywhere near his room and I started struggling to get away from him. From the shock of the moment he let me go and I ran over to the bed and sat down.
"I'd like to stay here." I stated. I didn't want to look at him so I kept my head down and fiddled with my fingers. I needed to buy myself time. I needed to look weak and vulnerable so that he would trust me. That would leave me enough time to heal and figure out a way to escape.
He let out a large huff and walked over to the armchair that the doctor had pulled next to my bed. He sat down and pulled a clipboard seemingly out of nowhere. Although I guess he must've had it with him the entire time. He pulled a pen out of his pocket.
"Fine. We can stay here until an Omega brings a change of clothes for you and fresh sheets. Then we'll move to my room while they clean up in here." He ordered in his Alpha voice. Being both a rogue and his mate it didn't have much of an affect on me but I was too tired to argue with him.
"Now let's start where you left off." He stated as he let out a sigh. My heart sank at the realization. "Are you sexually active and if so how many partners do you have?" He asked as levely as he could manage.
"I'm not sexually active." I answered, quietly and trying not to take my attention off of my fingernails. I swallowed the lump in my throat, a result of his eyes practically burning through me with their intense glare.
"Have you had sex?" He questioned me, curiosity and annoyance apparent in his tone. The question made me both uncomfortable and angry.
"I don't see why that question is necessary." I snapped back at him. I could feel his energy change from tolerant to on edge.
"It's on the clipboard, now answer the question." He demanded.
"No." I retorted, testing his patience. I tried to hold in my tears at memories rushed back to me. And I bit my tongue to prevent myself from giving off any evidence of distress.
"Answer the damn question!" He exclaimed, raising his voice to a yell, causing my to snap my head up at him. I hugged my knees to my chest and tears started to roll down my face. Through the fear and exhaustion I broke. And the memories that I had suppressed for years made their way to the surface.
I was 15 and waiting in the forest by myself for my first shift. I heard someone approaching and turned around to see two boys I recognized from the pack. They were getting closer to me and before I knew what was happening they grabbed me and pinned me against the ground. I screamed for help and begged them to stop but they grabbed my throat so tight that I couldn't breathe, let alone cry out for help. When they were done they just left me there on the ground. Violated, covered in my own blood and what they had left behind.
I stayed on that forest floor crying for hours. My body started to shift at the first second of my 16th birthday and I endured it after being violated. I was raped and then had to feel every bone in my body break over and over again.
"I'm so sorry." I heard his voice echo in my mind. My eyes met his and I was filled with rage. I felt my magic start to bubble to the surface again as I yelled at him.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"