Sophia's POV
After a long time his knot disappeared and he finally separated from me. I was in pain but I was surprised I was still breathing.
He stepped down from the bed as if nothing happened.
"Why did you?" I asked, trying to bear the pain.
"Such an idiot you are," he said in a mocking tone. "You were going to claim he had fucked you in a drunk state. But do you think he will do it without knotting you and making you bleed? Who would believe your lie that you could accept his knot without any harm? You are not a pureblood, you bitch."
He made sense. I didn't think about it.
"I just turned your situation into something that no one will ever doubt," he said. "I fed you herb which helped you bear my knot. When someone doubts you tomorrow about how you could bear his knot, let them think it's because you carry your mother's pure blood. And that you are among those rare lucky hybrid bitches who can survive it. It will make you more desirable to be this bastard's mate."
