Tears burned my eyes.

If Griffon had thought me dirty before...

A strangled sob broke free, and the man suddenly stopped moving.

He grabbed my chin, twisted my face to the side, and questioned coldly, "Who are you crying for?"

I pursed my lips tightly and did not say anything. My tears had soaked the blindfold and were streaming down my face.

Apparently, this wolf didn't like my silence.

His next...movements...were punishing. Designed to hurt, to only take from my body and leave me with no pleasure.

been like this. The way this man moved, his sheer strength... It was completely different. There was no comparing the two. Griffon had never been this...this

Oh goddess.

if Roman came back

my body go limp. He was too strong, too powerful, too determined. I would never be able to get away from him until he decided he

If he did.

realized Roman

recognition sent shockwaves

by now. He could easily overpower me, especially given how sick I was. I had gotten away not because I was

only be mine!" the

lips again, his clawed hand clutching roughly at

hours for him to let me

limp, given up. Coupled with the fact that I had sipped the wine laced with the crushed

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