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Cassie POV
I sob even more and turn my head so I puke.
Before I do, his hand clamps over my mouth. He takes a piece of tape and puts it over my mouth.
His hand traces my body features over my undergarments as his other traces my facial.
Al strips quickly and my eyes widen as he takes off my bra.
Tears stream down my face. No, no, no. I was stupid to leave. He pulls down my underwear in a couple of seconds and enters me.
I scream as he repeats it, noticing that I am not a virgin anymore. When he's about to get his release, the door breaks open revealing Sam and a couple of pack guards.
With one last enter he shoots his seed inside me and I gasp through the tape.
"Take care of my baby, alright?" Al says with a wink.
I sob hysterically as Sam rips Cancer to shreds. As soon as the duct tape is ripped off my mouth by, who knows, I puke towards the side.
The silver bars though, are a bit harder. Sam is fumbling with the control panel, how rich was this guy?, and each one of the made a worse impact than the last.
One send a shock of electricity through my body which made me scream in pain. The other one cut my arms with a silver blade.
The last one, Sam pressed and it revealed a big silver knife pointed towards my heart.
I gasped as the silver blade descended slowly.
"Fuck this shit!" Sam screams and punches the control panel.
The silver knife retracts and the silver cuffs release.
"Leave." Sam says in his alpha voice.
His eyes glaze over and I know he is mind linking someone. I sob into my knees.
"Cass the only way I can make sure you don't get his baby is that my seed overpowers his. I am alpha he is rogue. So we will have to mate." Sam says.
I nod as I wipe away my tears. Sam slowly lays me down on the bed and strips quickly.
"Don't worry, I'll go slow." Sam whispers and enter me.
A moan forms at the back of my throat as Sam repeats his actions over and over again. I gasp as he fully entered me.
He pulls out and enter me again, and I rock my hips up to meet his thrust. A few mites later we each get our release.
I sigh as Sam puts his shirt over me and puts on his boxers and jeans.
"Cass what is that smell of iron?" Sam asks.
Oh no. Sam growls as he remembers.
My arm is jerked upwards. The caked blood is still there.
Sam looks at it, his firm look replaced with worry. Hot tears drag down my face.
I hear clothes rip and see that Sam is in wolf form. He licks both my wrists and the blood disappears.
The cuts are still present though. Sam jerks his head to his back and I climb on.
He runs to the pack doctor. Shifting back, he carries me bridal style. The cuts start bleeding again and I feel lightheaded.
"TASHA!!!" Sam yells.
"Sam baby, I feel dizzy." I whisper.
"No, no, no, hold on Cass please."
