Chapter 40

He was not touching her, though he still knelt between her spread thighs. The heat of his body was certain, but he did not move.

Bracing for pain, Dianne’s every muscle went tight. Still he did not penetrate her.

Sniffing, tears on her cheeks, she glanced over her shoulder and found such a look of rage on the Alpha’s face.

His hands, fingers spread, were hovering over the line of welts on her back.

Her only value in the eyes of Alphas was in her beauty, and she had already disgusted the one who possessed total power over her now.

Afraid, she sat a hip to the floor, pulled her knees under her chin, and made herself as small as possible. She even apologized. “I’ve been told they won’t scar. You won’t have to look at them forever.”