Forgive me, Father... for I sinned on All Hallows' Eve.I betrayed my family for my father's enemy. One choice. One night. And now I'm paying for it.Three masked men chain me in the dark, thinking fear will break me. But when I taste them-feel their hands claiming every inch of my skin-escape becomes the last thing I want.They mark me in the dead of night, carving their initials into my chest. A brand. A promise. A warning that I can never go home.I'm their prisoner, but I've never felt more free.Each night I'm wrapped around them, losing myself in their heat, forgetting they're supposed to be my enemy. But when the time comes for them to trade me like a pawn to end their war, I do the only thing I can-I run.I shatter my own heart to save it.They ruined me for any other man. Marked me. Owned me. And I can't hate them for it.Father above, help me-because these mothersuckers are coming to hunt me down.And part of me is praying they find me.Your repenting sinner, Skye xxx