Little wolf

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Soleil's POV (tw: mentions panic attacks & flashbacks of traumatic events)

   As she explained everything, I tilt my head. "That's it?" I asked. She nodded. She looked distraught but she deserved it: She's a loathsome individual but I couldn't help but feel bad.
Is it wrong to feel this way? She hurt people, she hurt me, she almost killed Beau, but I sympathize for the golden-eyed vamp.
I loathe this feeling, I hate the fact I feel an ounce of sympathy for her. I hate it all. This feels immoral.
I rub her back for comfort, I muster up the courage to apologize she faced a horrible event in her nightmare.
She quickly turns and forced me into a hug, I hate when she does this. Can you learn how to ask? Her arms gripping tightly around my body. I struggle to breathe due to the constriction, albeit she required the tenderness, as not many people seem to heed her.
  I ask what to do in order to support her, Elizabeth leans into my ear and whispers.

"I'm hungry."

I feel her warm breath on my ear, the hairs on my skin pointing up, the warmth traveling down my neck, her sharp fangs begging to pierce my skin.

  "For something sweet." Her voice is sly and alluring. My breath comes in quickening gasps, and a throbbing sensation builds between my legs. My heart yearns for her touch but my mind begs her to stop.

  "You want this more than I do. mon ange."  Her words slick like butter causing me to melt away into her embrace. She caresses my face causing me to melt even further. I left myself speechless in an attempt to ease myself and kill the tension.

  But for a brief moment, reality breaks through the haze of lust, and my memories come back rushing in a terrifying flood of emotion. I remember the pain, the anguish, and the betrayal. I push her away with all my strength in a desperate attempt to escape.

"Stop. I don't want this!" Her glare seemed furious as if she wanted to hurt me for turning down her advances, but as soon as she could utter a word, I quickly interrupt her "Remember the promise?" She nodded.

  I feel lightheaded and my body is shaking feeling nauseous remembering what it felt like for her to force herself on me; my chest tightening up as I try to calm down.

    The golden-eyed vamp looks at me with concern. I quickly turn away to advert from her intimidating gaze.
The power of the woman's royalty radiated through my veins, my breath came in shallow gasps as terror seized my chest. My heart raced chaotically, threatening to explode with each rapid beat. I clung desperately to my own body, trying in vain to regain control of my body.

"Get away from me!" I scream. Elizabeth's eyes narrowed at my words, and I could see the fire flickering in her eyes like burning anger.

"Stop resisting! You are mine and mine alone!" she screamed, her words reverberating through the air. Her massive hands gripped my shoulders, squeezing tighter each time she grew angrier. I could feel an imprint developing on my skin as her grip tightened.

My ears rang from the force of her yelling, creating a deafening pain that caused my head to split as if I was struck by a blade. Her golden eyes turned a dark shade of red, reflecting her unbridled rage

  "Submit to me." Her hypnotizing voice causing my knees to weaken I feel my guard coming down.
She was like a siren, calling to me with her hypnotizing melody. And like a fool, I fell for it. Her words echoed in my mind as my vision began to fade.

  "I want to keep my promise but I can't lose you," I feel my eyes become heavy. This malevolent woman made me feel drowsy, as my eyelids slowly close; Her voice echos in my mind.

"I'm sorry," The last words I hear before I was engulfed by darkness.

Elizabeth's POV.