All Chapters of Wolfless Temptation : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Feyre’s POVI followed him out of the lab on shaky legs, pressing the cotton wool to the needle injury the entire time.He led me through the halls, fluorescent lights glaring from the monochrome ceilings.I walked silently, the sound of our footsteps and my rapidly drumming heart echoing throughout the hall.Was he taking me to where we would begin? I couldn’t even begin to imagine what sort of experiments he had in mind.We came to the end of the hall. Automatic doors slid open and Mordric entered without hesitation.The doors closed behind me after I entered, cutting off the light from the hallway and leaving us in a dark, large room.A moment later, a light came on directly above our heads. We were on the landing of a metal staircase that led down to a huge, ware-house-looking room.I peered over the railing, but I couldn’t see much. Just shadows that seemed almost alive, prowling and waiting within the darkness.Mordric looked at me, a cold smile that did not reach his eyes or ev

Feyre’s POVI whimpered as Mei-Mei walked towards me, syringe in hand and a small smile on her face, scuttling backward until my back hit the padded white wall.“Now Feyre.” Mordric called sternly “I usually have my subjects chained, but you’ve been a very good girl so far. Really well trained. Stay put or that will change. Expeditiously.”My eyes snapped to him and he inclined his head “Trust me, you’re not going to want that collar to go off while you have metal chains on you.”I swallowed, believing him immediately.My gaze darted back to the steadily advancing Mei-Mei, my pounding heart already in my throat.“Just relax and let her do what she does best. Mei-Mei is a consummate professional. She’s done this a hundred times before.”She turned to preen at Mordric before quickly refocusing her attention on me.“Give me your arm.” She said in that robotic way of hers. Slowly, I held out my trembling hand and she grasped it at the wrist before tying something above the site she wanted

Feyre’s POVDarkness swarmed all around me and I luxuriated in it, the reprieve it granted me from my pain eagerly embraced. A few times I was forcibly dragged from it, jerked into consciousness by whatever frantic attempts my captors made to undo what they had done. I would not let them, pulling back with impunity, dragging myself into the darkness that had saved me from their torment.Images came in flashes, my half-lidded eyes staring blankly straight ahead every time I was forced awake.I saw Mordric’s face, pale and panicked as he knelt over me. He turned to the side, his expression contorting into fury as he screamed words I could not hear. There was a hollow feeling in my ear that blocked everything else. Like my head was under a thick fluid that the harshest of sounds just couldn’t penetrate.I didn’t move, a faint giddiness wafting through me as darkness once more dragged me underneath. Hands clutch my shoulder as someone screams into my face. I barely heard them, body saggin

Feyre's POVI jerked awake with a painful gasp, my eyes flying open at once.Hands clutched at my shoulders, shouts at my ears and I fought them off until a familiar voice penetrated the rabid haze in my mind.“Feyre?! Feyre! It's me! You’re safe! Calm down!”I tried to do as asked, tried to see beyond the haze, my racing mind coming to a halt when Mishka’s face slid into focus.There was a worried expression on her features, one that eased into an intense relief when I stopped struggling and actually looked at her.“Hi.” She said softly. The single word, conferred with so much care and concern broke me, my eyes filling with tears. After the nightmare of the past twenty-four hours, I was in sore need of some comfort and I was grateful that she didn't hesitate to give it.She sat on the corner of the bed I lay on and held me tightly while I wept.I cried for a long time before I calmed down, Mishka stroking my hair and back and whispering soothing, unintelligible sounds at me the entir

Feyre’s POVMy luck remained for almost two weeks. I was assigned only four times and each case had been to clients who wanted relatively tame, non-degrading things.I was astounded by my good fortune, never quite believing them until I left their rooms unscathed. I had Mordric’s assurances still in my head even after I remembered how he’d almost broken every single one of them. I didn’t take their word for it until I was home free.Mishka in opposite seemed to be having nothing but bad runs. Her last three encounters had left her visibly shaken and even last night she’d come back from her session with several bruises around her neck and body, courtesy of her latest patron. It was terrible to witness, the only reason why I wasn’t ecstatic at the moment. She’d been a lot quieter this week but yesterday after returning, she’d barely even looked at much less spoken to me. Somehow, I couldn’t help but feel like she blamed me for our circumstances and it ate me up with both anger and guilt