Chapter 31

I dedicated the rest of the night to Rommel, arranging a bedroom for me and Ana. We had countless things to talk about, but it wasn't a cheerful girls' night like before.

"Where will you sleep? There's nothing of yours in the bedroom. What's your plan now, Clara?"

"It's just logic, Henry. My body will serve you during your rut, not before, and you will serve me during my heat. There's no reason to keep sleeping together if I disgust you."

"If I disgust you so much, why are you planning to share your rut and heat with me? You're just a prude who opens her legs for anyone. You feel like a prisoner in this house because I don't let you go out to mess around with anyone like the cheap whore you are."

"You're partly right. I am a prude, and for the sake of my son, I don't go out not because you don't permit it, but because I prefer to stay with my son. And as for being a 'cheap whore,' you are living proof that I'm not cheap. Whether you want to admit it or not, we are cut from the same cl