ISOLDE
Shower pours above me, drenching my frame. I haven't moved in hours despite the cold seeping into my bones.
It flashes.
The rogue ravaging me last night. My mind screamed to let go, but my body submitted. I hate it. So much it makes my muscles tighten.
How did he pull that off? Why did I crave him?
It was like at that moment my body was no longer mine.
It was just like the morning we kissed. The rush of excitement and pleasure, the urge to widen my legs and allow him to do what he wanted was painfully there.
He took me last night until darkness swept me away and it broke me inside.
I don't want him. He is ruthless, dangerous, cruel, rude. He hates me and I do the same.
The worst part was the growl that forced me to submit.
If he hadn't been with Camila last full moon, I
