CHAPTER 29: The Abused Luna

“HNGH!” I close my eyes, trying to endure the sting from the lasso. It has been a month since I was staying in the dungeons. I was thrown in right after Calvin’s outburst at me in front of Lucius’ friend.

The problem is that the trial for my punishment should have been held three days after I was thrown into the cells, but it has been a complete month of me counting the days through the small window of this smelly place and I was never called.

Instead, I get whipped everyday by the pack warriors I tutored how to wield a rope against an enemy myself. I groan as another hit landed on my back.

I guess Calvin, as the Alpha, pulled some strings to keep me suffering in here. A memory of what he said flashed in my mind,

“I never knew you were a whore, Maryna. Meeting your lover at midnight, huh? I should have known you would open your legs to any man like the bitch you’ve always been.”

“Hngh!” I bite back the sob that was aching to be let out deep in my throat. I can’t cry or the punishment