Chapter 8

• He discarded his clothes, leaving only his underwear before he moved to the bed where I sat. I reflexively shifted backwards as he approached me. "Don't try to get away from me because you can't. We are mates, aren't we? So it's only natural that we complete the mating process by actually mating." He said and I shook my head vigorously but I knew that my refusal wasn't going to stop him.
• I would have laughed at how funny his words sounded if I wasn't currently the one in this terrible situation. Mating? This isn't mating, this is more like rape. Mating is a consensual act done by mates when they want to express their love for each other and seal their bond so this is totally far from mating. He doesn't love me and he definitely doesn't want me, he's only doing this out of his hatred for me and because he wants revenge. I also don't want to have anything to do with him, I don't want him to be close to me and I would do anything to get out of this situation unscathed so this act of his can only be classified as cold, hard rape.
• He climbed on the bed and grabbed my wrist. When I tried to struggle with what little strength I had left, he applied pressure on a large bruise on my arm and I yelped. "Evelyn please don't struggle so he won't hurt us anymore. The more you fight, the more painful it will become." Tara advised me.