Yaroslava's POV
“Let me eat too. I haven't eaten for almost twenty-four hours because of you,” a contemptuous grin spread across his lips. “Yeah, well, you never cared. Nothing has changed. Always thinking of yourself.”
The last sentence to me seemed insulting, but then again, he was probably right. At least that's how it was here and now.
I obeyed and ate the meat, finishing it in record time. Even faster than Rinat. The man just smiled contentedly at my appetite.
“Drink the wine. It will make you feel better. Your transformation is about to begin. I believe it will begin in the morning.”
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