I lay on my back in the bare room on a cot as I listened to a faint dripping from the bathroom.
I was fed twice a day; one meal would be bland fish and blander salad that I had to force down, the other a watery broth, shake and fruit salad that left me gagging from the rotten taste it would leave in my mouth.
I was connected to and I.V. and heart monitor as well as a drip, a camera recording me at all times.
I was made to exercise three hours straight each day under Suadela's careful watch, eyes always glued to my stomach.
I hadn't seen any of my mates, even Romulus in a month now.
Sometimes, before she would visit, I would hear him pounding into her a he called my name repeatedly.
Like today.
"God Leila, your mouth is so tight and warm," he groaned as the bed next door creaked and banged against the wall repeatedly.
She was doing this on purpose, I knew she was.
She had locked me in a windowless room in her basement, next to one she soon took over along with Romulus.
"Harder Romulus," she shrieked as he let out an unearthly groan. "Right there," she whimpered.
When I escaped, she would pay for this.
And I would escape.
---End of part I
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Mates with Triplets | book I | 18+ (complete - editing)
WerewolfWhen Leila is five, a fire kills her parents and she's taken in to be raised by her uncle. Thirteen years later she is ready to finish her last year of high school. The Moon Goddess seems to have other plans for her, apparently deciding that she...
