It was enough to make the little baby hairs on the back of my neck stand, but No this was different this was more. more then I could explain.
"Speak little girl, or ill make you" he growled the thin thread of comprehension he had left was now split...
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- "Sweet sweet Eden" the man growled stalking towards the docile nymph that hid in fright from his monstrous features his body taking a different form before the child's eyes,
The only feeling she felt was terror, the fear that laced her body was like a nectar of the sweetest juice and most exquisite wines and he wanted all of it for himself like a man stranded in a desert for decades this was his last bit of resolve.
whimpers escaped her parted lips, she didn't know why this was happening, this man was an alpha he had so much on the line yet he continued to act so crudely but it stood as a reminder to keeping her mouth shut. She knew her place and from a young age, she was told snitches got stitches.
Her small seven-year-old body shook relentlessly like a fallen autumn leaf. It had started small in the first gathering at her home, he would touch her hands, caress her bare shoulder, touch her feet under the dining table, but soon he started playing with her hair entangling it in his hands and pulling on it causing her to cry in silence, afraid she would be reprimanded by her father in her lack of respect to the higher archy. She for all that anyone knew was just a mere nymph fairy and that enticed the monster more than words could explain.
"Mister, I-I don't like this" She cried pushing her body further into the corner of the room "Your r-really scary"
"Is that so?" he chuckled a menacing growl filtered through his chapped lips and in seconds what was a normal large man,
'snapped, fractured, contorted, withered'
until he became a beast, and her eyes grew wider if even possible as a startled scream escaped her and all She saw after that was darkness. -
P R E S E N T
T H E F L A S H B A C K S filtered before my eyes. far worse than the day it had occurred, now I had the prospect to watch it, With front row seats and not being able to do a thing. The painful view of myself shaking like a leaf in fear and the gut-wrenching chance to observe the grotesque man as he enjoyed the fear that rolled off of my younger self.
