True Luna novel (Emma and Logan) novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75 Giving Up

Emma POV

“Hello, my beautiful little Luna.” I heard a voice that made me sob.

I shut my eyes even tighter, praying to the Goddess that he wouldn’t touch me.

“Oh, don’t cry.” he said, walking closer to me. “It will be over soon. The witches are almost finished. You did amazing, just like I knew you would.”

I wanted it to be over. I wanted to die. I didn’t know what hurt more, their experiments or his touches. I just wanted it to stop.

He placed a hand on my thigh, making me flinch. I couldn’t move away

because of the chains.

“Do you think that Logan feels my hands on your body?” he asked, moving

his hand up. “Do you think that he will feel it when I enter this sweet pussy?”

I clenched my fists, and a louder sob escaped me.

Hearing his name was like a knife through my heart. I missed my mate so much. I wanted to see him. I wanted to hear his voice. I wanted to feel his hands on my body.

“Don’t cry, beautiful.” he laughed, moving his hand away from in-between my thighs. “You will want me to fuck you. You will beg me to fuck you.”

I felt his breath on my face, and a cold shiver went down my spine.

“Open your eyes, Emma.” he commanded.

I shook my head, but he grabbed my

face and stopped me.

“Open your eyes.” he growled.

I listened to him and opened my eyes. He smiled at me, moved the piece of cloth from my mouth, and pressed his lips against mine.

My stomach turned, and I almost threw

He lifted his head and laughed.

“You taste amazing, beautiful.” he said. “I can’t wait to taste every part of your body.”

I felt warm tears slide down my face and into my hair.

“I will let you rest.” he said. “The witches will be back in a couple of hours.”

He placed the cloth back over my mouth and winked at me.

I watched as he left the room. He closed and locked the door behind him.

I sobbed and closed my eyes again. I didn’t want to be awake anymore. I couldn’t look at the damp walls. I couldn’t look at the chains on my body. I couldn’t look at the burns, the cuts, and the bruises.

I couldn’t do any of this anymore. I wanted to leave this world behind. I wanted to give up. I wanted to go.

A soft breeze touched my skin, and I furrowed my eyebrows. What was that? The room I was in didn’t have windows.

I opened my eyes and gasped.

I wasn’t chained to the bed anymore. I

didn’t have a cloth over my mouth. I wasn’t in that room anymore.

I was on an open field. I could feel the sun on my skin. I could hear the stream nearby. I could smell the flowers all around me.

I was dreaming.

I looked down, and I wasn’t wearing the dirty, ripped jeans and a hoodie. I was wearing my favorite yellow sundress with white daisies all over it.

“Emma?” a voice I missed so much called my name.