Vicker winced as another cut scored his thighs. He grimaced at the pain radiating through his body. But it felt nothing like the pain he felt in his heart, making him wish he could cut it out, or the one he felt deep in his soul ever since his bride was snatched away from him. Vicker snarled, balling his hands into fists as the torture continued. Serie hadn’t let up. It was as if she wanted to prove to the other elders that she had him under control, that she could make him do anything she wanted …and Vicker was reluctant to admit it, but she could. The elders had a deeper hold on him. He could barely think when they started their humming – they took over his mind and soul. And now, it would seem they wanted to take his body too.
Vicker growled, resisting them. But he didn’t have the st
