Chapter 75 Giving Up

Emma POV

“Hello, my beautiful little Luna.” I heard a voice that made me sob.

I shut my eyes even tighter, praying to the Goddess that he wouldn’t touch me.

“Oh, don’t cry.” he said, walking closer to me. “It will be over soon. The witches are almost finished. You did amazing, just like I knew you would.”

I wanted it to be over. I wanted to die. I didn’t know what hurt more, their experiments or his touches. I just wanted it to stop.

He placed a hand on my thigh, making me flinch. I couldn’t move away

because of the chains.

“Do you think that Logan feels my hands on your body?” he asked, moving

his hand up. “Do you think that he will feel it when I enter this sweet pussy?”

I clenched my fists, and a louder sob escaped me.

Hearing his name was like a knife through my heart. I missed my mate so much. I wanted to see him. I wanted to hear his voice. I wanted to feel his hands on my body.

“Don’t cry, beautiful.” he laughed, moving his hand away from in-between my thighs. “You will want me to fuck you. You will beg me to fuck you.”

I felt his breath on my face, and a cold shiver went down my spine.

“Open your eyes, Emma.” he commanded.

I shook my head, but he grabbed my

face and stopped me.

“Open your eyes.” he growled.

I listened to him and opened my eyes. He smiled at me, moved the piece of cloth from my mouth, and pressed his lips against mine.

turned, and I almost

his head

amazing, beautiful.” he said. “I can’t wait to

warm tears slide down my face and

will let you rest.” he said. “The witches will be back in a

back over my mouth

the room. He closed and locked

I didn’t want to be awake anymore. I couldn’t look at the damp walls. I couldn’t look at the chains on my body. I couldn’t look at the burns, the cuts,

this world behind. I wanted to give up.

my eyebrows. What was that? The room I was in didn’t

eyes and gasped.

to the

over my mouth.

the sun on my skin. I could hear the stream nearby. I could smell the flowers all

I was dreaming.

and I wasn’t wearing the dirty, ripped jeans and a hoodie. I was wearing

I missed so much called my

standing a few

quietly, his

I closed the

arms.

his shoulder. He held me tight against his chest, kissing the top of

he cried out. “I missed you, my love.

too.” I said as I lifted my

tongue could slip inside.

was so hard to believe that it was only a dream.

leaning

you, okay? We know where

so much that I dreamed about him saying that he

gave

quietly. “Promise me that you

eyebrows furrowing.

care of

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