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.

instead of Cora.” Ella continues, shuddering with the memory. Her unease gives my wolf the push he needed to put aside his

just insisted that

much, but in my heart I knew what had happened was wrong, and I didn’t know who else to tell. I thought that since it was about my body, the doctor

know the worst isn’t over yet. “He took off my clothes and put me on

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

first minute or so I figured out what he was about, and I didn’t want to answer his questions anymore, but if I 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 looks up at me for the first time

understand why they did those things, but I knew how it made me feel: guilty, tainted, defiled… I never wanted it to happen again, but I

back in time and whisk Ella away from that horrible place before anyone could hurt her. Of course, that only would have meant other children would be hurt, which is how I already

magnifying my despair by explaining her logic. “The matron came almost every

fear, loved my pain. And he escalated over time…” Ella hides her face in my neck as she concludes her horrible tale. “When I was twelve he raped me, and that’s when Cora and I ran away. I invited the other girls to run with us, but most were more afraid of living

muscles have unwound now that her story is complete. There are tears in my own eyes, and I can only kiss and caress my sweet mate as

I could only live outside during the summers, and we tried to stay away through the first winter, but eventually the police found us squatting in an abandoned building and returned us 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 running away in the summers, but it

my mind. If it’s 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