The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 122- Ella’s Past Part 2

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains experiences of abuse and sexual assault – nothing explicit, but please take care reading!

Sinclair

Don’t shift, don’t shift, don’t shift. I think manically. Ella needs you.

Listening to Ella recount her childhood always makes me furious, but this time is worse than all the others. I’ve suspected that Ella suffered terrible traumas for some time now, but before this night I’d been able to pacify my outrage with the hope that I’m wrong.

No longer.

As Ella speaks, I wonder how she could ever imagine herself weak. I can’t even stand to listen to her story, but she actually lived it. She sacrificed herself for her sister, and she survived things I can only imagine.

the memory. Her unease gives my wolf the push he needed to put aside his own rage and comfort her. I finally manage a weak purr, and Ella presses her nose to my chest, breathing in my

stopped talking. She told me how pretty I was over and over, and kept asking me if I liked it. I said no, but she just insisted that this was a special,

it was about my body, the doctor was the one who could help. There was no such thing as sex ed at the orphanage and no one else ever talked to us about our bodies. At first I was relieved to tell someone. The doctor seemed very concerned, and

she isn’t cold – and I know the worst isn’t over yet. “He took off my clothes and put me on the exam table… and then I’ll never forget the way he said, ‘now it’s very important that you be still, Ella. This is a different kind of exam than you’re used

hard time staying still, so I have these nifty straps to help you.’ He pulled out restraints from under the table and strapped me down… and then he asked me exactly what the matron did, and when I explained he would touch me exactly how she had, saying

didn’t speak he would start guessing more and more abuses, always demonstrating them on my body. They were far worse than anything she’d done… So I answered… I told him how to hurt me.” Ella is interrupted by my ferocious snarl, and she

those things, but I knew how it made me feel: guilty, tainted, defiled… I never wanted it to happen again, but I was already broken,

go back in time and whisk Ella away from that horrible place before anyone could hurt her. Of course, that only would have meant other

but also magnifying my despair by explaining her logic. “The matron came almost every night… and

I was twelve he raped me, and that’s when Cora and I ran away.

are tears in my own eyes, and I can only kiss and caress my sweet

to the orphanage. When we got back they had both been fired. Apparently a state inspection was run and the entire staff was booted out. The new regime wasn’t much better, so we kept

possible, my wolf is dreaming of even gorier revenges than I am, particularly for the doctor. We’ll just see how he likes being tied up and gagged. How much he enjoys pain and