Eliruz
Aspiring Writer
Eden swallowed dryly, her tears dripping down her cheeks. Her eyes opened slowly to find Ezra near her now with look of displeasure and concern but there was underlying determination. She shook her head, her eyes shining with a frantic gleam as she protested weakly. "D-Don't..Ezra. You don't know what you're doing, please. I don't want anyone seeing.." The female begged but it was too late; his fingertips were slowly brushing along her skin before firmly resting his hand against the spot that Ordan had explained was the best place. Her eyes widened and she quickly lifted a hand to Ezra's, her grip tight. "Ezra.." She whispered in a pleading voice. Her green gaze filled with many emotions that overwhelmed the female and caused a sob to leave her lips. She was definitely hiding something and now it would be known. Desperately trying to block anything from slipping into his mind, even Ellie tried to tug her memories back if at all possible; what if Elias thought differently of both of the females? It was way too late to worry now. First, memories of torture were the beginning, then it was the mental torment with various forms such as starvation and isolation, and then finally, the worse of them all- the one thing that she feared for anyone to see, especially Ezra and Ordan: physical violation. These particular memories were filled with sorrow, desperation to get away, and the yearning for her pack, for her mate.
Eden's eyes slowly swirled with their familiar golden tone, Ellie surfacing with a desperate expression. "Bad men..we fought, but were overpowered. T-They..touched..us.." Her voice grew feeble, her hues slowly mixing with the green tone from Eden as their beings worked in sync when speaking. "Tried to fight..so they cut miscarriage scar.." Weakly glancing down at her open wound from her miscarriage and emergency c-section, she began shaking. The female finally broke down in front of everyone, her hand slowly dropping from Ezra's before she feebly tried to pull away; she felt shameful as the memories were slowly being shared with Ezra, his mind able to feel her pain. Sure enough, even through her crying, her physical pain lessened but she couldn't say the same for her emotional trauma. All those times she called for him, called for her pack, every small heartache as a bigger piece of her hope cracked and broke away.
Eden's eyes slowly swirled with their familiar golden tone, Ellie surfacing with a desperate expression. "Bad men..we fought, but were overpowered. T-They..touched..us.." Her voice grew feeble, her hues slowly mixing with the green tone from Eden as their beings worked in sync when speaking. "Tried to fight..so they cut miscarriage scar.." Weakly glancing down at her open wound from her miscarriage and emergency c-section, she began shaking. The female finally broke down in front of everyone, her hand slowly dropping from Ezra's before she feebly tried to pull away; she felt shameful as the memories were slowly being shared with Ezra, his mind able to feel her pain. Sure enough, even through her crying, her physical pain lessened but she couldn't say the same for her emotional trauma. All those times she called for him, called for her pack, every small heartache as a bigger piece of her hope cracked and broke away.