Seventy-nine

I knew that my sister hated me, but I didn't realize how bitter she was. She wanted me dead. Her hatred was beyond reality.

“What, Luna? Can't you handle the truth?” His tone was taunting.

“You're not to address her!” Xander growled at him.

“Even that time you were struck with an arrow, she was behind that too.” I shuddered upon hearing that and I felt Xander's arm around my chest as his hand rested on my left shoulder. “You're so weak, you can't even protect yourself. Such a sad excuse for a mate for a strong Alpha.” He laughed at me and I tried to blink away the tears.

“You have a death wish,” Xander was about to launch at him, but Declan held him back.

“We need him alive,” Declan reminded him.

“Break his arms and legs and when he heals break them again,” he ordered Declan.

“Please get me out of here,” I whispered, looking at Xander. He took my hand and guided me out of the dungeons. Midway through the rocky tunnel-like place