Thirty four

There were so many reasons why Luna Rachel was so happy to watch Ashley get flogged.

With every single whip that was used on her back and how it tore her skin with blood spilling her traitor wolf blood, she smiled.

She didn’t just hate Ashley because Ashley was an orphaned slave or because she was from a family of traitors, she hated Ashley because she looked just like her bitch of a mother.

Emma.

When Rachel saw Ashley she jumped it was like she had come back to haunt her.

Unfortunately for her, Felix had decided that Ashley be raised as a slave in the pack house instead of being killed and so Rachel had watched Ashley grow into a young beautiful woman.

It had driven her mad and insane.

When Ashley had reached the age of seventeen, one day she had come to scrub the car pack, Rachel had seen her and screamed. Thinking it was Emma.

She hadn’t realized how much Ashley had looked like her mother until that day .

How she had grown to be the fucking spitting image of her mother.

Emm