The Starlit Oath Ceremony had ended, but the night refused to release its hold. Guests drifted toward the smaller, more intimate Veiled Serenity Gardens — a secluded area where soft silver veils hung between ancient trees, creating private spaces for quiet reflection and honest conversation. This was the part of the solstice where Beta courtship tradition encouraged gradual openness: no pressure, no force, only gentle space to share what weighed on the heart. Elara walked slowly with Lord Rowan, their silver thread still linking their wrists. The cool night air brushed against her skin, but it did nothing to ease the warm, degrading trickle of Kaelen’s cum that continued to leak from her swollen, abused pussy. Every step reminded her how roughly she had been used — claimed in shadows, fucked like a secret whore, never cherished. The fear that she might already be carrying his child sat like ice in her stomach. Rowan’s arm remained protectively around her waist, his touch warm an
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