Delilah sat on the floor in the dungeon, looking down at her stomach with eyes that were as red as blood. She’d been crying for more than a day now; non-stop.

She hadn’t eaten a thing, hadn't drunk a sip of water. He’d succeeded…he’d succeeded in completely breaking her…he’d won.

Delilah choked down her sob. He’d taken everything away from her; her life, her mate, and even her baby. The blood that still tainted the floor beside her was full proof of that… ...