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.

and I

lifted his head

amazing, beautiful.” he said. “I can’t wait to taste every part of your body.”

felt warm tears slide down my

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

cloth back over my mouth

the room. He closed and locked the door behind

anymore. I couldn’t look at the damp walls. I couldn’t look at the chains

couldn’t do any of this anymore. I wanted to leave this world behind. I wanted to give up. I wanted

touched my skin, and I furrowed my eyebrows. What was that? The room I was in didn’t have

opened my eyes and gasped.

wasn’t chained to the

mouth. I wasn’t

was on an open field. I could feel the sun on my skin. I could hear the stream nearby. I could smell the

I was dreaming.

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

so much

my mate standing

quietly, his

me, and I closed the distance between us, jumping

arms.

around his waist and leaned my head on his shoulder. He held me tight against his chest, kissing the top of

you, my love. I

you too.” I said as I lifted my head and pressed my

groaned and opened his mouth so my tongue could

so realistic. It was so hard

I mumbled, leaning my

you, okay? We know where you are. We

broke. I wanted it to happen so much that I dreamed about him

him and gave him a small

“Promise me

asked, his eyebrows furrowing. “Why would you miss me? Why would

care of

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