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.

glad to take me instead of Cora.” Ella continues, shuddering with the memory. Her unease gives my wolf the push he needed to put aside his own rage and comfort her. I finally

never 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, secret game I was lucky to play. She said everything I was feeling might be confusing, but it was good and right and natural. She said it took practice, but that we’d have plenty of time… Afterwards she took me back to the dorm with a reminder not to share our secret. Cora asked me what happened but I didn’t know how to

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 was the one who could help. There

I know 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

the table and

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

too young to understand why they did those things, but I knew how it made

Of course, that only would have meant other children would be hurt, which is how I already know

and it was better than allowing someone else to be destroyed.” Ella shares, confirming my fears but also magnifying my despair by explaining her logic. “The matron came almost every night… and the doctor would call me in

and I ran away. I invited the other girls to run with us, but most were more afraid of living

she doesn’t complain. She’s still crying, but her 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 process everything she shared. “Are they still there? The matron and the doctor?” I finally ask, my voice a dangerous

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

decide, bloodthirsty fantasies already racing through 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