Chapter 6. Disvirgined

Talitha’s POV

If a seer had told me I was going face to face with my fears after running for so many years I would have countered that claim with strong beliefs he must have given up and faced other areas he wished to explore. Doesn’t he have pack meetings, booze to fill his stomach, and lavish parties filled with multitudes of women willing to spend a night in his bed?

This wasn’t my fate. The prophecy didn’t state of me being a slave but how was all this possible? How did I get easily caught and be turned into a sexual tool of gratification to a monster?

When I walked into his bedroom the sight before me was astounding with the artistically painted walls, the huge humongous bed, and the fireplace, something that would do me a lot of good after my ordeal in the cold cell.

I was standing in the chambers of the man whose kind had ordered the killing of my witch sisters, exploited them for decades, and recently my best friend.

The Alpha’s back was turned