Atonement Comes Too Late

On the night of the Blood Moon Ritual,my older brother Kael and my fated mate Damian dressed me up like prey,all to amuse my stepsister Selena.

Selena cackled as she tore my clothes to shreds.

She daubed runes across my face with blood and paint,then kicked me straight down into the rot pit filled with decaying corpses.

When I was hauled back out,clan members held up their phones,filming every humiliating detail of my state.

Kael waved his hand in open disgust.

Selena grinned.“Happy Blood Moon Ritual,Ilara.”

Damian shrugged it off carelessly.“It was nothing but a game.”