Casey The Covenant I thought there was nothing more degrading or humiliating than what was done to me at the veil. Lily had been so mean and I could taste the stranger’s semen for days. Not matter how much I brushed my teeth or washed my face, I felt dirty. Marked. How could it get any worse? Brother Steele came to me and told me he’s chosen me to be his spiritual wife. I was confused, not sure he meant. I am already married! He explained that The Order continued the sacred practice of polygamy in secret, and that soon I would be his. I don’t know why he chose me. I don’t want to be chosen. But he says it’s not up to me and I don’t have a choice. I’m his now. When I objected, he chastised me for being prideful and stepping outside my place. A wife should be obedient and subservient to her husband, and he has many wives more virtuous than I that would be happy to kneel at his feet. And yet, when we’re lying together and he’s inside me, it’s like nothing else. The way he touches me and uses me… how he speaks to me. It feels wrong. But I’m never more aroused. It seems like all he wants to do is assert his power over me and possess me. And as his spiritual wife, he’ll be able to take me whenever he pleases
