The Alpha's Daughter
She raises her eyebrows as she walks back toward me; her voice drips with honey again as she calls,
“Isaac, can you come here, please, lover?”
Fear runs through me; the is no hope; Sasha is unbalanced and psychotic. She glares at me with a maniacal expression as she says to Isaac.
“Hold her still, lover.”
Isaac stands behind me, gripping my hips tightly; my skin burns when Sasha’s fingers come in contact with my skin as she undoes my shorts pulling them low on my hips. Sasha snarls,
“You will never have pups, Layla.”
I scream as she twists the knife into my right side. She wraps her hand in my hair, pulling my head back so she can see the pain in my face.
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