Emerson POV
My eyes stayed shut. I could hear my own heart beating fast. I could hear them laughing at me. Laughing at my pain.
My hand was numb my hand probably covered in blood. I couldn't feel it though. I tried to block out their voices from my ears trying to calm myself from having a panic attack but I was failing.
The thoughts of what would happen when they poured it down my throat ran through my mind. While Carter tried to heal my hand. Her whines echoing through my mind through the link.
We both knew that this could change us forever. Silver burns through werewolf skin or any werewolf tissue for that matter. We wouldn't be able to talk if that entered our throat.
I continued to clamp my mouth shut as they tried to pry it open. The third guy I assume began to punch my ribs to try and make me breathe for air therefore causing my mouth to open but I didn't.
I was panicking. I didn't want them to do this. I could hear my heart beating and my blood moving through my body at a rapid pace.
I was having a panic attack. They were going to take my voice away. They could kill me.
Despite what they were doing to me they sounded happy about it. It disgusted me. Their colognes unnatural scent surrounding me due to how close they were.
I wanted to calm down. I really did. But with so many things I was hearing from both outside the body and in. I was panicking. I prayed someone heard me.
That someone would save me from a life of my voice being taken from me. I wanted somebody to calm me down.
I continued to breathe through my nose. My breathing became uneasy as their grip got tighter on my hand and jaw and the punches got faster.
I was frozen in fear and anxiety.
Until the punches suddenly stopped and a loud crash could be heard, then came the yells of anger and panic as the grip from my hands were released, and then the one from my jaw.
Fear consumed me as the noises of fighting filled my ears.
I couldn't open my eyes I wouldn't.
"Open your eyes Emerson or she'll kill them."