All my life, I have never been touched by a man. I’ve remained clean and chaste” – Ava Goodchild

Every 200 years, a virgin is sacrificed to a powerful beast, for breeding. In the previous years passed, no offspring has been produced. It is known that only the mate to the beast can give him a pup. The community always selects the outcast virgin, from intricate fear of the beast. 

I am Ava Goodchild, one of the selected virgins.

A baby for the beast

　　The last time I got a feeling as this, was when my little sister died. Mum lost her senses on what was real and unreal. She became a vegetable. Not reacting to anything of the world.


　　She didn’t even cry. I was the opposite because I would openly sob whenever I got the chance to.


　　Moses would comfort me with sweet words, that my little sister got peace by dying. Even though he older than me with a couple of years, he never acted like it.


　　Maybe that was why I gained feelings for him, back then.


　　“Caspian…” I trailed on my words after settling him on the bed. But it was like he couldn’t even hear me.


　　He looked at me, with his silver-grey eyes encrypted with bewilderment. It seemed like he was afraid, of something. It made me wonder a lot.


　　“You just made a mistake, Ava.” he mouthed off drifting away from me and walking to the other side of the room.


CHAPTER 32 – Alive, But Dead Inside