Weeping Symphony

Weeping Symphony

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'Please don't.' I thought as I cowered against the wall. He slowly stalked over to me with the whip in his hand. The ends tied with glass shards already bloodied with my own. My skin ran with blood all over with piece of the shards stuck in there. I bowed my head in submission to at least try to get him to stop but to say the least, it wasn't going to work, it never did. He's too far gone, and maybe I will too. The Alpha King is someone meant to be loved, feared and respected at the same time. I chose fear or rather was forced too. I'm not seen as his mate nor will I. The picture has already been painted with him alone. His pack will never know of my existence. For him, deniability is key. I'm scorned and treated as gum underneath his shoes. I've been beaten mercilessly by him. His sadistic ways haunts me for days on end. I have not slept in months, years even, I'm just trying to survive his cold wrath every time he comes down the basement. I'm afraid, so very afraid. So afraid that I'm begging the moon goddess to let me die, she wouldn't listen. She turned her back on me after we found each other. What caused him to be like this? If I knew, you think I would be here? I would be free, full of life and have a... a smile. His ways have made me twisted in my own mind. He's my sadist and I'm his masochist. And one of us has to break and I'm pretty damn sure its gonna be me.
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