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Story: Mated to Ruin
I raise my hand and bring it down hard on his face.
“SLAP!”
The crisp sound echoes throughout the hall, like a gunshot.
Talon’s head snaps to the side, revealing a red handprint on his cheek. He slowly turns his head back, his expression cold and stern, but I can see the shock in his eyes.
Everyone holds their breath; no one has ever hit an Alpha in public like this.
“Is someone taking secret photos of me?”
I ask each word clearly, allowing it to sink in.
Another slap hits his other cheek, this time harder.
“Are you recording s*x videos of me?”
I lean in closer, my voice dropping to a deadly whisper that permeates the entire room.
“Use my own trauma against me?”
My hand trembles in fury as I raise the third slap.
This time, however, a petite figure rushes forward, her heels clicking frantically on the floor.
“Sister! Don’t! Please do not hurt him!”
Aelina throws herself between us, her arms out wide.
“SLAP!”
This slap lands squarely on Aelina’s face with the sound of a whip crack.
She spins from the force, blood dripping from her split lip.
Talon, who had remained silent and stoic throughout his beating, suddenly loses his composure.
“Aelina!”
His voice breaks with genuine anguish, and he grabs her as she staggers, his hands gentle and desperate.
Aelina only received one slap, but she collapses into Talon’s arms as if she had suffered a devastating blow, her body going limp.
“It hurts,” she whimpers, her voice low and broken. “Talon, it hurts so much.”
The contrast is sickening; he took two brutal slaps without making a sound, but one to her and he panics.
Before I can fully comprehend this betrayal, someone yanks my collar hard from behind.
I crash to the ground, my knees hitting the concrete.
“Let go!””
I struggled hard, but there was a sharp “CRACK!”” from my wrist as they twist it behind my back.
Excruciating pain runs through my entire body; I grit my teeth and look up, only to feel the familiar, terrifying agony of flames burning my skin.
Talon’s bodyguards surround me with torches, the flames casting dancing shadows across their cruel expressions.
My Alpha wolf retreats deep inside me, whimpering, as her natural fear of flames renders her completely defenceless.
The flames lick my arms and legs, and the smell of singed hair fills my nostrils.
My wolf was severely burned once while attempting to save Talon from a fire trap, and the trauma is so deep that even my Alpha power cannot heal it.
This is a secret that only Talon knew. He held me through the nightmares and promised that the flames would never touch me again. Who would have thought that the man I risked my life to save would use it to hurt me the most?
Aelina’s eyes flash with panic, and she takes a quick step forward, linking her arm through Talon’s and pressing herself against him.
“Alpha, let us leave now. I’ve witnessed far too much violence and bloodshed today.
Her voice trembles perfectly, like a terrified young girl.
“I do not want to stay here anymore. I’m scared they’ll hurt you next.”
She looks at me with feigned terror, as if I were some rabid animal.
Talon’s face, which had been filled with murderous intent just seconds before, instantly softens, and his expression completely changes when he looks at her.
“Of course, sweetheart.” “We should go.”
“SLAP!”
The crisp sound echoes throughout the hall, like a gunshot.
Talon’s head snaps to the side, revealing a red handprint on his cheek. He slowly turns his head back, his expression cold and stern, but I can see the shock in his eyes.
Everyone holds their breath; no one has ever hit an Alpha in public like this.
“Is someone taking secret photos of me?”
I ask each word clearly, allowing it to sink in.
Another slap hits his other cheek, this time harder.
“Are you recording s*x videos of me?”
I lean in closer, my voice dropping to a deadly whisper that permeates the entire room.
“Use my own trauma against me?”
My hand trembles in fury as I raise the third slap.
This time, however, a petite figure rushes forward, her heels clicking frantically on the floor.
“Sister! Don’t! Please do not hurt him!”
Aelina throws herself between us, her arms out wide.
“SLAP!”
This slap lands squarely on Aelina’s face with the sound of a whip crack.
She spins from the force, blood dripping from her split lip.
Talon, who had remained silent and stoic throughout his beating, suddenly loses his composure.
“Aelina!”
His voice breaks with genuine anguish, and he grabs her as she staggers, his hands gentle and desperate.
Aelina only received one slap, but she collapses into Talon’s arms as if she had suffered a devastating blow, her body going limp.
“It hurts,” she whimpers, her voice low and broken. “Talon, it hurts so much.”
The contrast is sickening; he took two brutal slaps without making a sound, but one to her and he panics.
Before I can fully comprehend this betrayal, someone yanks my collar hard from behind.
I crash to the ground, my knees hitting the concrete.
“Let go!””
I struggled hard, but there was a sharp “CRACK!”” from my wrist as they twist it behind my back.
Excruciating pain runs through my entire body; I grit my teeth and look up, only to feel the familiar, terrifying agony of flames burning my skin.
Talon’s bodyguards surround me with torches, the flames casting dancing shadows across their cruel expressions.
My Alpha wolf retreats deep inside me, whimpering, as her natural fear of flames renders her completely defenceless.
The flames lick my arms and legs, and the smell of singed hair fills my nostrils.
My wolf was severely burned once while attempting to save Talon from a fire trap, and the trauma is so deep that even my Alpha power cannot heal it.
This is a secret that only Talon knew. He held me through the nightmares and promised that the flames would never touch me again. Who would have thought that the man I risked my life to save would use it to hurt me the most?
Aelina’s eyes flash with panic, and she takes a quick step forward, linking her arm through Talon’s and pressing herself against him.
“Alpha, let us leave now. I’ve witnessed far too much violence and bloodshed today.
Her voice trembles perfectly, like a terrified young girl.
“I do not want to stay here anymore. I’m scared they’ll hurt you next.”
She looks at me with feigned terror, as if I were some rabid animal.
Talon’s face, which had been filled with murderous intent just seconds before, instantly softens, and his expression completely changes when he looks at her.
“Of course, sweetheart.” “We should go.”