Ayden's pov
I can't scream anymore . . . I lost the strength hours ago. This pain. . . I've felt pain like this only once, it's like when I was in heat, except the agonizing burning is so much stronger and instead of the sudden bursts of an out of control inferno that comes and goes after a short while, this fire comes in slow waves that took forever to fade away, making the effect on my body so much worse.
"W-What did you give me?!"
Jasper laughed at my question, brushing a finger across my cheek and I gasped as an unexpected coolness sent tingles through the skin he touched.
"Just a little something I was ordered to use on you."
"Make it stop! It's too much!"
Stepping back, Jasper let a pained expression cross his face, though I could tell it was fake because his eyes were full of amusement.
"But you're doing such a wonderful job showing me what true suffering is, we can't let you stop now, can we?"
"Please!"
"Then again, maybe I should, it's not like you'll ever understand what true pain is anyway. You'll never understand what it's like to have everything taken from you because a beast decides to test his power. You'll never understand how it feels to be forced into a world you hate!"
I pushed aside my pain, glaring angrily at him so he'd know I was serious.
"I do understand what that's like . . . I'm here with you, aren't I?"
"Have you ever been raped Ayden? Have you ever been made to see how weak and useless you are because you couldn't fight back?"
"I___________________."
"I was a seventeen year old virgin when he found and raped me for the first time . . . of course he didn't drug me that day because he wanted to make sure I felt everything he did to me and it hurt so much that I passed out and didn't wake up for a full week. After that I tried to escape again and again, but each time he'd find me and when he did, he'd drug me until I was so out of it that I'd beg him to hurt me just to ease the heat burning through my body. You should have seen how happy he was when he finally broke me beyond repair . . . after that he forced me to sell my body and every one of the men he gave me to ended up disappearing only to turn up a few weeks later bearing his mark."
"Why are you telling me this?"
Ignoring my question, Jasper continued his story as if I hadn't spoken.
It would have been better if he'd just killed them, but instead . . . death would have been so much better than what he did to them . . . to me."
"So he forced all of you into his pack, what's the big deal?"
Fury filled eyes turned to me and I could tell he was struggling with his wolf.
"He turned us into monsters! That's something you and your kind will never understand, because you've always been a monster. We were forced to become one . . . that night__________________."
Jasper shuddered and in spite of the heat traveling through me, a cold chill went up my spine. He shook his head, turning away from me, his eyes focused on something I couldn't see and his voice was a whisper as he spoke again.
"That night, I found out that the horror he'd turned my life into was nothing compared to what he had in store for me. That night he made sure I would never have peace or freedom again."
"Are you saying you were human?"
"That's right and now I've been turned into the very thing I hate the most."
