“Excellent, you will be a good girl for me, won’t you?” He runs a finger down my cheek as he releases my rear. “No trouble as we make our way to Gualla and the ancient wood beyond?” “I…” I croak. Unable to find words. Everything is catching up to me with horrible clarity. “No, no, you will be no trouble. You will be my good girl now, tomorrow, and…” He leans forward to whisper in my ear. “…in weeks from now when we arrive at the old wood and I bend you over in front of all my pack to take you beneath the moon, filling your belly with my heirs.” The words are so shocking that I can’t react to
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