There would be evidence backing that up, because before her capture that’s exactly what Bellatrix had been planning to do. She and a gorgeous demure loving and captivating Alpha were in the process of eloping. They had train tickets to france, all her bags had been packed. She had penned a note for her mother and father and planned to leave it on the nightstand before leaving, but something had gone wrong. She was about to leave when she fainted, then fell into a deep sleep, she had erotic dreams that seemed to never end, an angel licking her body like buttercream frosting, brining her to climax again and again, a delicious tasting cock taking every one of her holes, making her feel fuller than she ever had before, begging hugged and pet like every omega hopes for. She dreamed of an angel but had woken up with her arms and legs tied to the office desk of a demon.