Thread: To Bite The Hand (Google and Slashed007)

The further down the line he came the more Ella felt panic bubble inside her. Her hair stood up on the back of her neck and her hands shook more than a little. She tried to keep her face dull, but her attempts seemed to be failing. She eyed a couple women who displayed their necks for him and she desperately hoped he would bite. Their allure seemed so much greater than hers, why didnt he just claim them? They were so willing, so ready for their mates just as their parents had been before. So why then, would he choose her? She had tried so hard to make the men of this pack disinterested in her, and yet here he is standing before her, observing her form. Her frightened grey eyes roamed over him as well and then a growl escaped her lips. This growl, however, was not similar to the ones the other women emitted. Hers was deep, rough, and defensive in its utmost form. Sadly, her growl did not make him back away, it was almost like he hadn't heard her at all. She felt shocked and more than a bit uncomfortable as his eyes lingered on certain parts of her body. Even worse was the deep inhale he took to get a whiff of her scent, his smirk afterward disturbed her. Her own anger, frustration, and fear radiated through her body. She couldnt get him to stop looking at her and she felt her own primal side escaping. Her own teeth began to steadily elongate, she looked as if she were getting ready to attack, wound him so that he couldnt possibly want her. As her teeth grew, he only smiled revealing the length of his own razor sharp canines. Her own body froze as she gazed at them and pictured him biting into her, marking her his. She felt her breath hitch as if she were suffocating, that just couldnt happen to her. Just as she grew restless, he moved in closer to her and then everything began to happen so fast. Ella could barely process the idea that he was now behind her and her necks was fully exposed to him. Another defensive growl escaped her lips as her hand gripped his arm and dug in. She wanted him to back away from her, she wanted him to take off running however, he was undaunted by her small movements and before she could attempt anything bigger his teeth were in her. At first the pain overwhelmed her, but then other feelings began to flood her senses. Terrible, terrible things that she wished she couldnt feel. Her body began to heat up as if she were being filled with warmth and desire. On top of that her heart felt as if it would explode, she felt this devastating need to love him. Her own feelings and the feelings the imprint caused her clashed epically. A distressed whine left her lips as she experienced her worst nightmare, her freedom had been stolen. When the process of imprinting finished, she felt the wounds upon her neck heal, but not as other wounds healed. Usually when a mark was left no scars would be left, but with this two unique scars were located upon her neck. Displayed for everyone to see. Her senses were extremely acute to him, fixed on his closeness. She could feel his arousal pressed against her innocent body. Her own body seemed to react to him, despite her angry thoughts. What would she do now? How could she avoid this? Ella still a bit shaken from the way the imprint overloaded her senses, moved forward slowly. She felt a deep pang within her heart and an emptiness as she removed herself from the physical contact previously had with him. She almost crumbled with how much it hurt her, but with a deep breath she braced herself. She eyed her home and then with her own anger building up she made a dash for her home. Her dress trailed behind her and her dark black hair swayed behind her. With each step away from her she could feel an awful feeling tearing her up inside, but she fought against it. She hated that she felt prisoner in her own body. She hated him for choosing her.