LAVINIA

I stood up on trembling legs and walked toward the heavy cloak lying on the floor.

The milky fluid was dripping down my back like a trail he’d left behind.

Before I could touch the doorknob, the maid who had brought me opened it, scanning me from head to toe.

“Come on,” she said, and led me to another room where more women were waiting.

All eyes landed on me, showing different expressions.

Their wolf noses twitched, and some frowned. I knew very well they could smell the “mark” of a male.

I sat down on a chair with my ass still wet and my pussy sensitive.

Just waiting to get out of this madness.

Another half hour passed, during which more females entered the room.

One of those men they called priests finally stormed in, face stern, but his pupils locked onto me for a moment.

Were they going to eliminate us?

Maybe I was acting all sexy, and His Majesty didn’t like the scent of my pussy.

“All of you have been selected to move on to the next round,” he said, bringing my soul back