I was in the warehouse, pinned against the metal wall by York. My mother stands behind him with a satisfied smirk on her face. York's hand traps mine above my head while the other one holds my hips. "NO! Don't hurt me! Please!"
My mother smiles and shakes her head. "It's for your own good, Darling."
York chuckles as he rams his hips into me and hisses in my ear, "Hold still, and this will be over nice and quick." His hand goes around my gown and between my legs, his fingers ramming into my core.
"It hurts! Let me go! Please, stop!" I cry and thrash about. I end up kneeing him and York moves away, holding himself. I begin to run, but my hair is caught, and I'm yanked back. "NO! REED!"
York throws me to the ground hard, growling viciously. "I'm going to enjoy breaking that bond with that mutt! If only to see you waiting for me every day!" He straddles me, pinning my arms to my sides and jerks my head to the side so he has full access to Reed's mark.
