Jessica
Mate
My wolf called out to him as soon as she perceived his scent that morning while I was lying down on the floor in Derrick's room.
I was weak and thought I was going to die after Derrick made me starve for days just because I attempted to bite his c**k off.
Honestly, I will say he had it coming.
I was sick of being his w***e, sick of him shoving his rigid chest down my throat every night, not caring how I felt about his constant abuse.
So I decided that I was going to chop off his c**k with my teeth and not mind what the consequences would be.
Despite the fact that I silently prayed for his death because there was nothing left for me to live for.
He was on me that morning, torturing and assaulting my body with all the s*x objects he had brought out before someone sent hi
