Part 3Distant Shores
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In the suffocating silence of the night, the rhythmic creak of the iron bedframe in Vivian's room was brutally clear.
So were her soft cries. They were supposed to be cries of pleasure. She was meant to be asleep, but now she was lost in a drugged ecstasy. It seemed the milk contained more than just a sedative.
And there were still six other men outside. The doctors had said they were all compatible candidates. I didn't know if they were all supposed to take a turn. A wave of guilt washed over me. I should have prepared her.
After an eternity, the sounds from her room finally stopped. I heard muffled voices, and then the man led Vivian away.
Panic seized me. The moment Jax untied me, I demanded, "Where are you taking her?"
He didn't answer directly. "Your current state will only agitate her. You'll see each other again when the time is right."
I asked the others, but they ignored me. For the first time in the two months since we’d arrived, Vivian and I were completely separated.