"No!" I hear Harry yell, my body sore and unable to wake up.
"Don't touch her! No!" he yells, voice cracking with how hard he yells. I feel pain infiltrate my body and I struggle to move, so sore and weak.
"Wolfsbane is the best for this," someone says, the voice unrecognizable.
"Stop! Get off her!"
A numbing pain enters me and I soon realize I'm being subjected to some sort of torture with wolfsbane.
"Shut the fuck up!" my father says, a crack heard. My eyes fight to open and I lay weak, the presence of whoever was on me leaving.
"You deserve to see this pain," my father spits, Harry writhing in pain.
"I'll kill you!" Harry grits, my body being violated.
"But you won't. Once she's dead, you'll be weak and beg for me to kill you because you won't be able to live with yourself," my father almost laughs, my body feeling cold.
"In my hatred for you, I'd kill you before I kill myself," Harry states. "I won't live without her."
"Pathetic," my father laughs, my body burning at the wolfsbane on me.
"Without her, you'll be alone and scared. You'll feel the pain and want to die immediately. I'm here because I need to kill both of you first," my father yells, Harry grunting in pain.
"Restraining me won't stop me from killing you. Killing your own daughter is the worst thing anyone could ever do, you sick selfish son of a bitch," Harry groans.
"And killing my mate is a good thing?!" my father yells, my eyes rolling back.
"She's your daughter!" Harry yells, my heart leaping for him.
"Get the fuck off her!" he continues, my body soon felt up by someone.
"Seeing Dean touch her like that must make you so angry," my father snickers, obvious as to not care about my modesty.
"Fucking stop!" Harry screams at my father, my body limp.
A laugh leaves my father's lips and I slip back into unconsciousness.
"Stay off her!" Harry yells, my head moving.
"Oh, look she's finally awake," Dean says, my eyes opening to see a stone room. My body is cold and as soon as I sit up, I curl up. I'm not wearing anything.
"Lay back down so I can finish what we started," Dean whispers in my ear, my head shaking as I shy away from him.
I hear something break and I jolt my attention to the right of me, Harry breaking a chain that restrained him.
"Fuck," Dean mutters, my body shaking from the cold. I feel weak; unable to do anything.
Harry punches Dean, my eyes closing but the sounds of their anger are still heard.
"You don't touch her! You're going to fucking die!" Harry grits, my body shaking.
"No, don't," Dean says, my body soon lifted into someone's arms.
"Open your eyes. It's me," Harry whispers, my eyes opening to see him. He kisses my forehead and takes off his plaid shirt, putting it on me to cover me up. His arms lift me and take me out of the room, my body staying in his arms.
"Hold onto me."
I nod and he shifts me onto his back, running and shifting easily. He runs and I hold onto him, his wolf running as fast as he can out of here.
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Lone Wolf (h.s au)
Fanfic“She was strange and beautiful and those were human qualities that I had never seen Weaved together before. She became terrifying to me, not because I feared who she was, but for the sake of love, I feared what she could do to me.” – Christopher Poi...
