Tangled

29 Ava: Omega? (II)

29 Ava: Omega? (II)

[WARNING: Sensitive content.]R

There’s a luxury I’ve indulged in since I left my pack.

The news.

I wasn’t allowed to watch it at home because of its

‘human bias‘.

One thing I learned in the news is that sexual assault from shifters happens at least twice as often as it does from humans, and that’s only what’s reported in the human community. It’s estimated that assault within the shifter community is be much higher.

Theories run rampant, but there’s one that feels

authentic to me. It talks about the bestial

temperament of wolf shifters, and how their innate need to breed like wild animals gets the best of them. This is why we often have fights between males over women, even with a fated connection in place.

It’s something I don’t think about too much, because it was just a part of my life when I lived in a shifter pack.

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Now that I live among humans, I can see how different the relationship is between humans, compared to how it is in our packs. I see why they are kept so separate.

And as someone in this kind of situation again. I’m inclined to think that humans are a hell of a lot

smarter than shifters.

stare over my kidnapper’s shoulder, looking through the window. We’re no longer in the city. Towering trees flank both sides of the winding road.

I swallow hard, my throat constricting around the lump of panic that threatens to choke me. Selene’s silence has me anxious, worried that I’ll be alone when I have to fight for my freedom

Forcing my gaze away from the window, I study the shifter in the front seat. They’re talking again, their gruff voices blending together in a low rumble as they discuss something I tune out their words, focusing instead on trying not to vomit

Fucking shifters.

clench my fists to still the trembling of my hands. I can’t

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humans, compared to how it is in our packs. I

in this kind of situation again, I’m inclined to think that humans

smarter than shifters.

through the window. We’re no longer in the

hard, my throat constricting around the lump of panic that threatens to choke me. Selene’s silence

gaze away from the window, I study the shifter in the front seat. They’re talking again, their gruff voices blending together in a low rumble as they discuss…

Fucking shifters.

runs through me, and I clench my fists to still the

weakness.

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legs bent awkwardly against the other door. They’re going to be on edge when they bring me out of the car, so I’ll have to play nicely until I can get on my feet. But I can’t go into any building they drag me to–it’ll be even harder to escape then.

don’t even want my fated mate,

assholes.

my scar, as he rubs and grunts against me. “Fuck, you feel good. You going to be able

says you

fucking sense at all, but I can’t even talk back. I just groan beneath

breathing quickens

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off, but it only seems to excite him further. “Please,” I murmur, staring up at

little thing,”

he yanks my legs apart and wraps them around his waist. “She’s so hot and wet,” he says to the driver.

but apparently this excites the other one, who’s-

Oh, my God.

Is he-

Yes.

He is.

of his arm is unmistakable as his

the car,

you’re going to have to switch places with me,” he growls.

I don’t think I can wait until we get

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