Broken *On Hold*

Broken *On Hold*

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(Mature content warning!! includes language and smut) "Strike two Sarah." he takes out a knife and leaves a little cut on her cheek I hear her scream when he cut her "FUCKING STOP! I WILL KILL YOU!" I yell at her and try to lunge at him but the tall man holds me back and ties my hands behind my back with rope then to the foot of the couch so I cant go anywhere "Please stop! Im not lying!" I say half yelling half crying "Strike three" he says and holds a gun up to her head He looks me in the eye and cocks back the hammer "No wait please! No please listen! Take me! kill me, torture me, Hold me for ransom, do ANYTHNG you want to me. Whatever you need! Just PLEASE dont hurt her. Just dont... Please. Im begging you." I yell while pulling at the ropes "Anything?" the tall man behind me says
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"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

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