Patrice
Four days her heat lasted, and she slept soundly after that last time, only to wake up to find Ollie stretched out next to her just watching her. He’d asked many questions about her life over the past few days. Somethings she’d told him; others she’d just shaken her head and simply stated ‘no’.
He’d touched that brand on her back and asked her what it was for, just like he had the mark on her forehead that one time. Again, she’d just stated ‘no’ to answering him. She knew he would find out soon enough. All she told him was she’d gotten it many years ago, he didn’t need to know right now.
He’d frowned at her and then asked how it was given to her; if she answered that question, he’d drop the subject, she’d sighed heavily and stated the truth “I was held down and branded by anothe
