Finding His Mate

“No, no, no, no,” Olive cried as she struggled with the chains. The darkness closed in on her despite the little light coming from a very high opening in the wall and she screamed.

She hated the darkness. Her eyes became dizzy as it all flowed in.

‘Get on the floor.’

‘Spread your legs.’

‘I'll kill you if you don't.’

‘Please, mister. Don't hurt me.’

Olive screamed as she was penetrated for the first time ever in her life. It was a cold floor, just like this dungeon. She felt the worst pain ever, and it was all coming back to her.

All the torture that followed the taking away of her innocence. The whipping, the blows, the public sexual harassment by four of the toughest and strongest men in the cult. All when she was just fourteen years.

Olive cried as she remembered all these. She was shaking with fear and the chains dug around her wrists. More pain. Her wolf was agitated. She wanted to get away from that place, and run into the comforting arms of her mate. Where was he?

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Wayne Kni