I lay back on the rock. That creep could come back, but I don’t care. Let him watch me. Honestly, I’d love him to be there with his d**k in my hand when Joseph shows up. He may not like me, but he won’t let something so improper happen.
The sun feels so good. I don’t want this to end. Will he lock me inside or just kill me and be done? He told the packs that I was kidnapped, so I don’t think he’ll kill me. I sigh. Maybe that’s the plan, though. He could say my kidnappers murdered me, and no one would question him.
“What the hell are you doing, Mate?” I hear his gravelly voice.
I take a deep, slow breath and sit up, exposing my chest to him. It doesn’t feel wrong like it did before, though. This is my body, not his. I can see his head just above the purple flowers, and it ma
