For the first time in a long time, I see him.
I really see him.
I shrug. The tears are back, and they hurt so bad.
“But what if I did?”
Chapter 12
Draco
She’s huddled in the claw-foot tub, arms wrapped around her knees, eyes red and swollen. Her wet hair clings to her neck, her jawline and her forehead, a dark river against her pale skin. Seeing her like this, so small and broken, sends a wave of satisfaction through me.
I lean back on the toilet, watching her. She looks up at me, and her eyes are wide and fearful, like a doe caught in a snare. I keep my face blank, a mask of calm, but inside, I’m screaming.
I won.
I fuckingwon.
“Mercy,” I say. “Tell me what happened. Everything.”
She looks away, her fingers tracing the edge of the tub.
She can’t look at me and think of that.
Why not?
“I… I don’t know where to start,” she whispers.
“Start from the beginning,” I tell her. “Tell me everything you know.”
Inside, I’m grinning.
I am a wolf, and this mask of concern is my woolen costume.
“I guess it started the morning I saw you at the pharmacy,” she says. “I woke up sick that morning. I was throwing up. I called the doctor, and she got me in that same morning.”
She stops, swallowing hard.
“She did a test,” she said, blinking hard to fight the tears in her eyes. “Test was positive. I’m pregnant.”
“And you don’t remember anything?” I ask.
She shakes her head.
“No. Nothing,” she swallows again. “H-he must have been doing it… while I was asleep.”
“So it’s been happening for a while.” It’s a statement, not a question. “And then he came back and raped you while you were awake, to prove he could.”
She shrugs. Nods.
“I guess so.”
“Bastard,” I scoff. “How far along are you?”
Another shrug.
“I don’t know. The doctor said she can do an ultrasound, but—”