Zachary’s POV
I threw her to my men to be broken and tamed.
They took their turns.
A toy first needs to be broken to be made according to your choice and taste.
Each word the bastard spoke plunged a knife into my heart and the words Eirene told me suddenly started making sense.
‘I slept with another man. I am not a virgin.’
‘I don't deserve you.’
‘What if you get bored of me someday?’
It has all happened with her before. Her fears were not baseless.That bastard, her very mate pretended to love her and when he got bored of her? He tossed her to his men to be abused?
Why didn't I realise it? f**k! The way she flinched when I first touched her. That constant fear and lost look in her eyes. How her hands always trembled when they touched me. How she was always weary and on high alert.
