Broken

Ch. 4

(Thorn^)

Thorn thought Stephanie was too much of a catch to simply throw away. He wanted her all to himself. She was a fine prize for his victory. She would become his mate. 

Stephanie woke up when she felt her body slam into something hard. Her hands and legs were bound together. Everything was black. She had entered Thorn's pack territory. His pack was strong and vicious. They craved blood. As alpha it was his duty to fulfill their bloodthirsty needs. Stephanie felt her heart nearly stop when she heard foot steps come her way. She was going to die. She was so sure. She shut her eyes tightly as the trunk opened and revealed a grinning Thorn. His smile sickened her. 

"Get outta here," he said ripping the duck tape off her legs. He grabbed her and nearly threw her out the trunk. He body slammed onto the gravel pavement. 

Her begging was being muffled by the duck tape. He dragged her body across the hard pavement drive way. Her knees scraped along the way. His house was very intimidating. It looked like a dark mysterious castle. She could only imagine how haunted it would be inside. 

She tried to fight against his hold on her. She was desperately trying to escape from him. 

"Knock it off," he gripped her hair tightly. He pulled at her hair which gave him more control over her. He began dragging her body up the stairs and inside the house. 

He didn't stop dragging her until they entered the master bed room of the house. Thorn pushed her onto the floor in front of him.

He watched in satisfaction as she tried to get away from him. She was trapped.

"Now little rogue," he said eyeing her up and down, "You are my prize." 

Stephanie tried to push back the tears filling her eyes. She knew this was it. He was going to kill her. 

He reached down and pulled the duck tape off of her mouth.

"Please!" she instantly started begging. Her voice was horse and mouth was swollen from the tape.

"I like seeing you beg," Thorn said sadistically. Stephanie cowered more so in fear than she did before. "It's really a turn on."

"You're too pretty to kill," he said squatting down suddenly. He took her jaw roughly into his hands. He loved the power he held in her jaw. If he just clenched his hands a little tighter it would break her.

"I'm going to make you mine," he said bringing her face closer to his. He was inspecting her. He liked what he saw.

"Please, just let me go!" she still begged. Thorn was impatient with her ruckus. Although she was physically appealing he was going to have to do something about her personality. 

His hands quickly collided with her cheek. Her head nearly collided with the floor but she caught herself in time. She could taste the blood in her mouth.

 He shut her up quick. She looked at him with a mixture of fear and hate. He sighed in annoyance.

"Let's get some rules straight honey, " he said, "You're mine now. You are here to please me. You will be the perfect mate to me." 

Stephanie felt sick as he called her his, "You are not my mate!"

"Oh, do you have a mate?" he asked, examining the crook of her neck, "I don't see any markings." 

Stephanie couldn't help the evil glare she was giving him. 

"Did you reject your mate?" he asked, and Stephanie quickly turned her face to try and hide her emotions. 

"HA! You did, didn't you?" he said his wicked grin reappeared, "And here I thought you were a little angel. I am liking you more and more now."

"Leave me alone," she said trying to find some strength inside of her. 

"No can do," he said getting up. He pulled Stephanie up to him. Before she could even retaliate he bite at her neck. She screamed in horror as she felt his canines sink into her. Her insides felt like they were breaking. Her heart being torn into two. He had marked her as his. 

He picked up his weak mate and carried her to the bed, "Now to complete the mating process."