Jasmine's throat clocked together as she listened to every word she said.
She knew that he had done things, but this was so gruesomely
She was too ashamed, and she did not even know what to say.
"I had lived in the safe territory for about six years before Alpha Xaden came to get me himself a few weeks ago," Fiona said.
Every new revelation just made matters worse.
"You were how old them?" Jasmine asked.
"I was only thirteen," Fiona said. "If he had succeeded in taking me away, then he would have delivered me to his son as a sex slave. Right at the age of thirteen."
Jasmine closed her face as it dawned on her how much of a monster her father was.
She did not deny it; however, she tried to appease her father.
She had even tried to make him see that she was worthy of being his daughter.
Now, she did not think she wanted that anymore.
She was not sure she wanted to bear his blood.
She was ashamed.