Viktor POV
“Will you excuse me?” I asked. Amelia nodded her head and I pulled away as I scanned the room for my slave.
Did I not tell her not to move? When I get my hands on her.. I will make her regret it. She’s the most disrespectful, disobedient slave I’ve ever met in my life.
I followed her scent outside of the ballroom and down a hall. I noticed something strange about it. Something unsettling. As I walked further down the hall, I heard muffled screams and other sounds.
“You’re disgusting get off of me!” She screamed. I stood outside the door listening.
“You were supposed to be mine until I found my mate. I’ve always wanted you, Princess. You must’ve known.” Richards's voice made my skin crawl. Could this man be any more vile? I’ll have to teach him a lesson for putting his hand
