The first time Saul hit me, I was twelve.He was fourteen and Grace had pushed me so the cup of lemonade I was taking to his elder sister had poured on him.He'd been so pissed that he did it before thinking, like a normal bodily function.I was shocked, he was shocked, the entire small crowd packed in the middle of the Parlour gasped loudly.Then the Alpha's voice, my father, boomed from the door.“Maya, stop being such a clumsy idiot and do what you're told!”That was all the go-ahead anyone needed to torture me for the past six years.“Today is your birthday,” he breathed, looking down on me in my bloodied clothes.Blood that poured from the wounds he'd inflicted on me earlier.They were all healed now, but I bled through the night and it showed on the yellow dress.“Yes,” I answered, scared of the rage I saw in his eyes.Rage and disbelief, a little bit of lust.Okay, not so little, I looked down out of fear and saw his hard… member.“This must be a mistake,” he spat, “the goddess
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