Forty-one

Lyssa

I was in pain. Severe pain.

Everything hurts like hell.

I shouldn't have agreed to be gang-banged by the vampires.

It was the worst feeling I’d ever felt in my life, both physically and emotionally, ever.

It was my greatest regret yet. It was nothing like having those Black wolves rogues fucked me. No, it was distinguishable and way worse. It was creepy and horrible.

At least, the rogues were controlled in their sexual acts, trying to give me pleasure as they take turns to fuck me. They didn't use me like a piece of meat or like a fuck toy like the vampires did.

I wanted to wholeheartedly regret the whole thing, but with the love potion in my hand, I couldn't bring myself to fully regret the whole experience.

I was one step closer to having Kalan in the palm of my hand. It wasn't something to regret as much as it hurts. The pain would subside eventually and I could move on with my life, with Kalan by my side forever.

I kept on reciting this constantly in my head, trying to