Delilah sat on the floor in the dungeon, looking down at her stomach with eyes that were as red as blood. She’d been crying for more than a day now; non-stop.
She hadn’t eaten a thing, hadn't drunk a sip of water. He’d succeeded…he’d succeeded in completely breaking her…he’d won.
Delilah choked down her sob. He’d taken everything away from her; her life, her mate, and even her baby. The blood that still tainted the floor beside her was full proof of that…
Tear slipped from her sore eyes as she looked down at the stale blood. She’d begged him…told him that if he killed her child, then he’d better kill her too…
However, he didn’t, he left her alive to relive the awful moment when he forced her mouth open and poured that bitter liquid down her throat. At first, she thought it wouldn’t
