Rhaegar
I left the cellar, my hands were bloody, and it gave me satisfaction that Juliana was suffering. I would have killed her if Nate hadn't intervened, and my wolf was seeing red. I had to be in control, if not, he'd attack everyone in his desperation to get my mate back, and if he got control, I didn't know if I could have it back.
My chest was heaving as I searched around the area where she was taken. They couldn't be far, especially with this security. Nalya's words rang in my head as I ran.
'He made me get on my knees, and suck his shaft,' Those words replayed in my head, and I was repulsed by the rogue. I didn't ever want her on her knees ever again, seeing her in that position made my blood boil.
'He hit me and pushed me around when I didn't comply... It was horrible,' her cry echoed through the room as she told me.
My wolf bellowed to the sky, ' Where the fuck is she?!'