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NIKKI

For long minutes I remain on the floor where his one blow had landed me, with my hand planted on the cheek that is now red and hurting from his impact.

He left me to my fate, realizing the much damage his impact had caused and somehow, I’m glad he did. If he were to be here, I would have launched another attack and probably earned more bruises.

Tears well up in my eyes, at this point wanting to know why he freaking did that, my pain is that he freaking did that in the presence of the servants, he fucking humiliated me in their very before, reducing my integrity and his as well. What a leader to emulate.

I saw the signs but I chose to ignore them, he belittled my pack one time, saying I can't relate to his stress because I came from a powerless pack and I was a slave at Orlando’s after all. He sent me to the highest of heavens without my consent just last night and now, this?

Who the hell is Chris and what the hell is he turning into? What the heck is getting to him so badly