gling with something more bitter-the undeniable stench of betrayal. The candlelight flickered
he air had turned cold, yet my skin burn
ver though
my dear... I
could never grant. Tears streaked down her face, gliste
e shaking, trembling, looking
rms, who had whispered lullabies to chase away my nig
a staggering step back, the weight
o
rp and unrelenting. I had been s
ily in need
hant seeking
o
old me as
violently. My visio
a futile attempt to deny the horror unraveling before
ds clutching at her chest as if she could
the one being
she whispered, voice hoa
ef laced with rage. "You had a choice! Yo
rough my words, send
ten about th
ssible escape. Their eyes gleamed with som
forward, his smirk revealing yellowed teeth. "Now, now," he pur
l met me-cold, unyielding, trapping m
ed. I had to run
here?
ed," he mused, tilting his head. "No wonder the Alpha King pa
of terror cra
.
're not supposed to touch me!
had left was that I had been bought-that I belonged to someone powerful
smirks onl
s," Scarface sneered. "What's the h
around me-low,
no
unged at me, their hands grabbing my arms
creamed-but they were
desperation. "Please, don't do this
was sharp, cutt
s he sneered. "You think that matters?" he mocked. "You
refused to let them see me crumble.
ate mean
s meant
I was
e to be passed from one
ther turn away, her shoulders shaking.
wa
her had sold me. They h
of freedom, of finding a ma
s my fa
as
pha King w