The one you chose.

Rachael's POV

"No, no. This can’t be. I did not steal it. This is a set-up.” I protested. "That could never have been in my room. I didn't steal it, I swear!"

Alpha Blackwood laughed in a rather mocking manner that showed he knew I didn’t steal it but would rather still call me a thief.

"So you're not only just a dirty slave, but you're also a lying thief?" He asked, shaking his head, pretending to be shocked.

“I did not steal her bracelet, and you know this too. Why would I even want to steal her necklace? You know I’m innocent.”

He smirked, “Now, how will I know that you are innocent? I mean, the evidence isn’t really in your favor, Slave.”

He is enjoying this.

“But—"

“I have made my decision!” He said in an authoritative voice, cutting me off. “You are to be taken to the pack square, where you will be whipped, 50 strokes, in front of the pack members.”

"What? Fifty strokes! That's barbaric! You can’t do that to her.” Annie Blackwood yelled, getting up from her throne, "I’m sure