Chapter Twenty One
Iwonder where you are right now, Paige? I don’t like my new toy. She’s started fighting back again. It’s a nuisance, and I hated the way her eyes glared at me while I fucked her. It’s fine though. I taped them shut, just like her mouth, so she can’t stare at me anymore. I’ll play with her a few more times, and then get rid of her so I can be ready for when you come back to Blackvellyn. After all, it’s nearly time for the hunt.
Merry Christmas, Paige.
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