Like she wasn’t broken enough, she needed to be broken. I needed to be her undoing. She needed to feel….

And that I ensured when I went back to my room, I had taken Vera right there on the wall. Rider had resisted. He was against hurting our mate further, but I didn’t care.

I knew she was going to hurt, and I intended for it to last, but her damn face kept creeping into my head while I was with Vera.

The damn witch…

I must have been possessed or something because I was thrusting like a ...