Over the next few weeks, I become nothing more than a vessel. He uses my body every night, and I continue to take pleasure in the pain, but I know he doesn’t truly want me. He only wants what I can do for him, what I can bear for him, and I can tell he’s growing angry that his “work” hasn’t paid off.
I’ve explored the grounds a little, getting to know my new home, my new lands. I haven’t been into town yet, but I finally convinced him to let me go today.
Senna is taking me to buy a new comforter because I’ve grown tired of using spare blankets. I want something new… something with no lingering scent clinging to it.
Senna’s mate, Griffin, is accompanying us. Blackwood sent him along as his one condition.
It’s obvious they’re in love. Senna said they’ve been together since high school. T
