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Crushed By My Mate novel Chapter 3

Summary for Chapter 3: Crushed By My Mate

Chapter 3 – A Turning Point in Crushed By My Mate by Amyicy

In this chapter of Crushed By My Mate, Amyicy introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 3 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Internet genre.

"Don't do this... You don't know what he'd do to you if you get caught. That bastard might kill you! Just stay and we'll get through this. I'll protect you," my heart softened at the tone of his voice. He sounded so sincere and caring... I looked away from him, fearing that my mind'll change once again. I'm through with this. I don't want to drag any more people into my mess. I've seen so many deaths and punishments to last a lifetime.

"I have to. Thank you so much, Nicolai. You've given me a tinge of hope... That there are still good people like you who...care," I choked out a sob before grabbing the handle. I threw it open and met his dark evil eyes.

"Must we always meet like this?" His voice so playful and menacing caused a shiver to run down my spine. After my father, he was the biggest bastard to ever walk the earth. He brought his hands up and cracked his knuckles.

"Alpha still hasn't changed," I took a deep breath, not wanting to show him any fear. "He still sends his bloodhounds to look after me."

A deep growl erupted from his chest as he grabbed my shoulders and pinned me to the ground.

Taking a deep breath, I screamed my lungs out, "Drive! Drive as fast and far from here as you-" A painful wave ran through me as his fists repeatedly beat me.

"Stupid little whore. You let the meddling mutt get away," he threw another punch, dragging me by my hair. "Your father's going to want to hear about this."

"That bastard is not my father! He is nothing to me," I breathed out as I heaved a huge amount of blood out.

"Daddy's not paying his girl enough attention? Poor little wench," he cooed darkly before throwing me in the back of his car.

I wiped the blood away from my mouth as he sped back into my personal hell. I closed my eyes, trying to even out my breaths. I've been through this before. As the time progressed the beatings and punishments got worse. That didn't stop him from scarring me for life too... He had me witness the torturing and murder of those who tried to help me escape. After, he'd beat me senseless and have his men... I gulped loudly, forcing the tears back.

'Men are all the same... I just hope my mate is different,' I thought to myself as i felt the car come into a sudden halt.

"If your mother was so strong, she would've lived. She would've known how dangerous that dirty little deed she was doing behind my back! She should be here," his voice was filled with pain as he took the whip and used all his power on one hit. My back arched as the pain coursed through my body. My back felt as if I had been shot by dozens of silver darts. My arms and legs felt numb as the silver worked its way through my blood stream. "You deserve to die. I will rid the earth of your filthy self," his voice sounded so cold, setting in fear in my heart once again.

"No," I croaked softly.

"Yes," he grinned widely as he stared into his watch. "Happy eighteenth birthday, whore," he laughed as he snapped his fingers. Almost immediately, they released their grip on the knots. My face stung as it collided with the cold hard grass. "Take her deep into the forest and throw her over the border. The other pack's wolves will dispose of this thing."

"What if she fights them off and gets away?" One asked.

"Do you really think she'd have enough strength after all of the silver whipped into her system? Do you think she'd survive against vicious wolves when she, herself, cannot shift into a wolf?" His Alpha voice challenged.

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