"You need to be punished."
Tears almost welled up in her eyes, afraid of her impending doom.
If Luna didn't give up her virginity to the Vampire King and losing her status as Hecate's High Priestess, it would have been so easy to escape from the situation.
Her husband had tempted her, and now she could not do anything to fight and defend herself or teleport away from her troubles.
Waves of anger radiated off Apollyon's imposing shoulders when he captured her jaw, wrenching her head firmly to look into his cold, blue eyes.
He kissed her brutally—so ironic from the way he used to kiss her before with aching gentleness.
Now, he was forcing her lips apart while his tongue penetrated her mouth.
By the time Apollyon had wrapped her so tightly with her cloak, Luna was sure that wherever her husband would have taken her, he would not hesitate to kill her.
But the blood bond still stood between her and death itself.
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