Helanie:
After I had a talk with Norman, he let rest. I was putting together all the details in my head so that I’d know what to say when I talked to everyone.
"So, you have finally co ho?" Emma stord in, making jump and crawl away in bed.
"Look at you, acting all scared and traumatized. How are you traumatized now? You were fine then. How can soone suddenly feel so frightened and full of sadness after months have passed?" The look of disbelief on her face was what had bothered all this ti. This was what I had been so afraid of when thinking about telling soone about that night. The questions they would ask would be hard for to answer. Because they weren’t calculated responses; they were my emotions, my feelings.
"You lied about rape, didn’t you? How can so many n have fucked you, and you still survived? You must have liked it," she placed her hands on her waist and yelled, almost like she was laughing at .
"And now you are here to capitalize on that freaky night to make it even more beneficial for yourself. You think a group of alphas would have nothing better to do than to find a wolf-less girl to fuck? They can have any girl they want, so why would they force you?" She was asking all the questions that I had been afraid of hearing.
"Don’t look at all sad. I am not one of those people who don’t know the truth. I am a woman too, and I know how a woman can lie. You were here, and sure, you had so bruises and marks, but that was just a fun ti and your own kink. How could a raped girl travel so much and then get admitted into an academy? Like, make it make sense. Weren’t you supposed to be too scarred to do anything? And then I saw you smile and laugh and enjoy life—how could a dignified woman do that? A woman with self-respect would have ended her life," she hissed, stepping toward . I was silent. I couldn’t even say a word.
"Thank goodness my daughter is nothing like you. My Charlotte is innocent. She would never do anything this disgusting to cause her mother stress and sha. I am proud of my girl, and I wish nobody ever has a daughter like you," she hunched down and hissed in my face, pinching my chin to make raise my head to her level.
"But I—" I uttered, and she hissed at .
"No! You are a bad daughter. You have caused so much sha to your family. You have hurt your mother with your words. Look at Charlotte. Don’t you think you would be jealous of her? My daughter has never done a single thing to make cry. She wouldn’t even say a word that would hurt ," as she kept yapping, I felt her being pulled away from by force.
"So what do you want Helanie to do? Marry your daughter?" Salem pushed her back, shocking her.
"And who the fuck are you?" Emma yelled, but Salem squared up.
"If you co to her and say one more word—" Salem grabbed her hair in her fist, shocking her.
"Go away. Find pleasure sowhere else, you desperate, horny woman," Salem was quick to understand what kind of things would make Emma feel humiliated.
"What the heck—" Emma freed herself and ran toward the door, too frightened to say another word.
"I will tell Lord McQuoid now," she yelled from the door, rushing out. I heard a little argunt outside, and I could tell maybe Norman had spotted her. He then opened the door fully and brought her back in, his hand around her arm as he pushed her toward the bed.
Emma looked like she had been harassed by a mob. The woman who had just told I was being dramatic now looked completely shaken up by just a few harsh glares and a rough grab from Salem and Norman.
"So, what do you say to people when you’re being an ass?" Norman asked her, slipping his hands into his pockets.
"I am sorry," Emma said to before sprinting out of the room as soon as she was done. Salem gave a smile and sat down on the bed with .
"Hold my hands," Salem requested, stretching her hands out for to hold. I hesitantly placed mine in hers. Every touch made my body startle visibly. There were tis when I thought I should stop being so scared or jumpy. I didn’t want people to think I was being dramatic. But when I forced myself, and the relapse happened, it was even ssier.
They would never truly understand my feelings. The brutality of soone taking another person’s body without permission. People wouldn’t even let soone taste their food without permission. Ask these n if they would let anyone drive their car without their permission. A body is an even more sacred possession of one’s soul.
But people who didn’t understand would never understand.
"Everyone is here. They want to hear what you have to say," her voice softened, her wolf helping her comfort . And honestly, I didn’t know her wolf was a symbol of healing. Her voice made feel so relaxed that my body felt light.
"Don’t be surprised. My wolf’s specialty is healing," she uttered when she noticed I was examining her a little too deeply.
"Are you ready?" she asked, and I gave her a nod. Norman stepped out of the way as I got out of bed and walked downstairs with Salem holding my hand.
We entered the living room, and sure enough, every single person was there—even Penn and my friends.
I sat down on a chair placed near the fireplace while others stood or sat in front of . It was ti for a big confession, the secret to be told so that I could finally fight for myself openly.
"I took admission for revenge," I started.
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