Chapter 36

It was not like her to use gross language, but, slurring, Dianne swore, “I’d rather fuck every last disgusting Alpha on this ship than have you so much as look at me.”

Three snaps of calloused fingers came before her blurring vision. “That’s enough, Dianne. Focus here.” David kneeled so they were at eye level. “Are you hurt?”

Nodding, tears began to fall. “Everything you do here hurts.”

Despite knowing better, Dianne crumpled, begging over and over for her mother.

“There will be no getting through to her in this state. Hand me another dose. She will be examined after she falls asleep.”

This time the prick came to her shoulder, and shortly after, she lay limp as a fresh corpse.

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