Thor

ent to Astrid's cruelty. All I found was a small, stale loaf of bread with green spots of mold bl

eaving no room for argument. "I want

still wide with a dawning a

y father-in-law, Gideon Stone, stumbled in. He was a l

ick with drink. "Where's my dinner?

n, my expression cold and u

loud, mocking laugh. "You? You locked her up? A path

had always worked before. "I don't care what little fit you're throwing. Let my wife out

ning snarl in my head. A wi

me, I moved. My knee shot up, s

Disbelief was etched all over his face. He never tho

His body began to tremble, the tell-tale sign of an i

no chance against a half-shif

poker resting beside it. The tip was adorned with a small, decora

ptly when he saw the glint of silve

g the poker with all my might. It connecte

tip sizzled against his skin, the smell of burning flesh filling the air.

his throat. He shuddered violen

hard as the iron in my hand. "This house is

humiliation warring on his face

k. "Go to the woodshed. Stay there wi

his eyes. But he didn't dare defy me. He limped aw

e slowly draining from my syste

bread. As I waited for my son to return, my mind was already

find Ly

of power had been shattered and remad