ADELINE
I struggle to stop the tears that flow from my eyes as the pain erupts in my body, spreading inside like poison.
But I can't tell which is more painful. The sight of Drystan and Julia entangled in each other's arms or the whip raging on me.
The guard doesn't hold back at all. Every inch of my back, my legs, tremble with the sensation of the whip piercing into my flesh.
Blood pools around me, drenching my clothes.
The pack members witnessing the scene whisper among themselves, eyeing me like I am an object of amusement.
"Eh, so she is that weak."
"Just a few lashes and she is half-dead."
"No wonder her father had her hidden in the residence…"
"Shh, don't let anyone hear you!"
I can hear all the mockery in their tone yet somehow, the words don't register into me. The sensation in my body is gradually dying, I cannot feel anything at this moment.
