Victoria could feel his hand on her back. It did bring her out of her reckless flurry. She took a deep breath as he asked her to slow down. His attempt to catch her gaze was met with success as she slowly looked up at him. “Spencer…he….smelled you on me…” She began to explain, her voice started out slightly shaky. “I was so stupid…..he caught me by surprise, I couldn’t….hide it in time.” She continued as she wiped her eyes dry. “H-he…” She couldn’t bring herself to tell Vail what he had done to her. She trembled visibly more, he’d be able to feel it on her back.

She took a deep breath, and gulped and she had to avert her gaze from his mesmerising hazel eyes. “He…” Her voice was but a whimper. “He stripped me….saw the marks and…..he….” She gripped the gun tightly and made it shake more. “The next thing I knew I was…..on the floor…pain surging through me.” She rasped steadily and took a deeper breath. “When I next awoke I was…..in bed.” She couldn’t quite remember how she got there and had a perplexed expression. She glanced at Vail. The next part was even harder to tell him. She had to admit she was weak and unable to handle herself. 

“I couldn’t move.” She decided to explain it from her timeline of recollection. “I noticed…my blood was being…drained. Severely.” She revealed that would explain her body’s weakness and its frailty to the cold. “Then…later….Spencer was there and…..I was……unclothed.” She got shakier as she went on to explain it to him. “He told me….that I was his, my blood was to be enjoyed by the Wynters by the bottle…..and that my body….shouldn’t be marked or branded…especially by a Hygrace. Then he….” She trembled and sniffled. “He tried to……” She put her hand over her mouth, she felt sickened. “…Rape me…” She said it and burst into tears as she couldn’t keep it bottled up. She was still traumatised by that moment. Thank God for Ray’s intervention.