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

　　Hearing Ava say those words was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard in a while. There was this look her eyes held, searching desperately. Her red lips, quivered too. Hands interlocking with mine, almost immediately.


　　Then I realized. From her reaction.


　　She was scared of me, my beast. Of my response to her.


　　I was quick to remove my shirt, making her wear it before anything. My instinct, to protect her, especially our pup. ?As we walked side by side, I exchanged it to mine hands wrapped around hers.


　　“A few days after you confronted me about the fight with Lydia.” she said, sniffling in addition to those words. I could hear her heave and swallow continuously.


　　My brows arched at her reaction, only to see subtle tears come out her delicate eyes.


　　I paused in my movements, raising her chin up to face me whilst I gritted my teeth.


CHAPTER 40 - Loving her