Emma POV

“Hello, my beautiful little Luna.” I heard a voice that made me sob.

I shut my eyes even tighter, praying to the Goddess that he wouldn’t touch me.

“Oh, don’t cry.” he said, walking closer to me. “It will be over soon. The witches are almost finished. You did amazing, just like I knew you would.”

I wanted it to be over. I wanted to die. I didn’t know what hurt more, their experiments or his touches. I just wanted ...