Chapter 8 - The Heir

“Well, at least I have a great time with Stefan inside of me all night.”

I felt the pain before I heard the sound of Clarisse's hand against my cheeks. It was so strong that my face turned sideways and even though I was in pain, I swallowed it and never made a sound, not even a whimper that would give her the satisfaction.

“Stefan might have been inside you all night but that’s all it will ever be,” Clarisse's shaking voice said. “You will be nothing more than just someone he fucks. Someone he wanted to use when he wanted to release that itch. You will be nothing more than that. You will never become our Luna. Never.”

The words cut deeper than any knife but I would never show her all the cuts and wounds that she had marked me over and over. So instead of showing the pain that I was feeling, I turned and faced her with the biggest smile I could come up with.

“Well, it’s better than not having him inside of me at all,” I said in the most nonchalant way. “Unlike someone I know who wou