VALERIA’S POV
He proved true to his words. The next forty minutes felt like an eternity—a relentless storm that I couldn’t escape, he violated me, my soul and my body. My body trembled uncontrollably, but I kept my eyes shut, willing myself to disappear, to fade into nothingness but he continued his assault on me. First my clothes, then my body, one by one he was bruising me.
I could feel his wolf encouraging him to do more damage, his fingers turned into claws and dug deeper into my body causing more pain.
Every second was a reminder of my helplessness, of the power he held over me. It didn’t matter that I was a slave. He treated me as less than that—as if I wasn’t even human and I had no say in what he was doing, my consent was not needed. I couldn’t fight him or stop him, I w
