LOVING THE LUNA: [Chapter 22]

ACE:

A backhanded slap with the alpha wearing his ring and bony hands was one of the worst punishments he could give.

I felt his ring slicing my skin, sniffing the blood from it.

My ears felt like it was ringing, after the alpha's slap.

It was more humiliating because that's how he slapped his wife and mistresses.

I shook off the feeling of dizziness.

"I don't have a coward son! Don't you dare run with tails behind your legs, son. Do not bring any more disgrace in my name."

Raw anger emerged like a roaring lion as I tasted the metallic taste of blood in my mouth.

Spitting on the floor, and staring him in the eyes, I exclaimed, "Why don't you appoint your eldest son as the alpha? That's how it works, Dad. Aren't you even worried your son will die because of that match?"

He pushed me off the wall and cornered me. Pointing his fingers on my chest, he whispered, "The weak should die. I don't feel any sorry if they die during the competition. As long as they did not cower in fear."