Chapter 345

Valeria’s POV

I went back to my room with the clothes the Brute King had given me, my fingers trembling as I shut the door behind me. The fabric felt heavier than it should have, like it carried a curse sewn into every thread.

He wanted me to strip for his friends. Not because he desired it but because he wanted to break me in front of men who feared him just as much as they worshipped him.

My wol