Wanda POV
To say that I was nervous coming back here would be wrong. I was petrified. I was scared that history would repeat itself and that I would once again become a part of the vampire’s harem.
He had taken me from the orphanage I had grown up in not long before I turned eighteen. The only people that would miss me were my friends from the orphanage, but they were all younger than me, so no-one would believe them if they said anything.
I was all alone and afraid. So very, very afraid.
I don’t remember much of the first few weeks of being there. Everything was a blur. I later found out that it was because of all the potions that they put in the food. I had followed all the orders I was given, from what to wear, how to act and when to perform certain s****l acts. I was taught by the
