A/N: Some naughty bits towards the end of the chapter :)
When Vivian began to hyperventilate and her body shook violently, Ronan sat upright in haste and held her face delicately with both his hands. Her eyes reddened quickly as anguished tears beaded at the corners of her eyes.
"Breathe, sweetheart," Ronan instructed, coaxing her to follow his breathing pattern. "Listen to my voice. I'm here."
Just what did the bastard ex-mate of hers do on their wedding night that made her tremble with fear?
Once again, Vivian berated herself for falling into a panic attack.
Why was she so weak?
Why did the tears come so often?
Halfway through relating the memory with Dane, Vivian couldn't bring herself to speak of the next unpleasant scenes of their wedding night. She'd quickly discovered Dane's sweet deceit and his masterful skills at manipulation.
The night her innocence was robbed from her by her Alpha husband was the true moment of cruelty.
