It was almost afternoon when she gained consciousness. Removing her bounds and going towards her room.As soon as the cold water hits her wounds on her wrists, she flinches. Biting her lip.Staring in the mirror she stares at the marks on her body with dead eyes.Her abdomen was covered in bruises and so were her inner thighs, her neck having the biggest one.The place where his mark was, now was discolored in hues of red and blue. Lowering her gaze, she lifts up her head. The cold shower water, soothing her pain.Getting dressed in a full sleeve shirt and joggers, she walks down the halls.Proceeding towards the kitchen.To only see everyone going still on looking at her .She lowers her eyes immediately, walking towards her counter."Damn! See the bruises on her neck!""I bet she had a rough night""What a slu*""Head mistress is not going to leave her."She was halfway in cutti

            Volkan's pov"They are cowards. Running away like this on hearing that the Royal army was approaching"Jason says,while we were driving back from the central province.I merely nod, sighing."They will strike back again and the next time Jason."" I don't want any lapses."He nods." Understood Alpha. Rest assured."I lean my head back on the seat. Staring outside at the raging storm.Something didn't feel right, I don't know what it was.But I can feel it."It's.... it's weird. The snow storm in this weather.... it's quite unusual."Jason says looking out. "The fall doesn't arrive till 1 month atleast."I couldn't help agree with his statement. The feeling of uneasiness inside me worsening."Unusual indeed."Was all I say as we drive through the raging storm,back towards the pack house.        &

The next morning the storm subsides and Volkan holds her up in his arms, making his way towards the pack."I...I don't want to go back..."She says, clutching his shirt in her fists. And he looks down at her, coldly.Her brown eyes almost pleading him.It is understood. The way she was punished. No one will want to return. But she didn't had an option."So what do you want. Me leaving you here."She doesn't say anything lowering her eyes and he pulls her up, almost making her shriek ."First you don't accept the rejection....and come to my office looking like sh**. Then I go for 24 hours to find you punished and thrown out of my pack for being a slu*. And now that I cone here and endanger my life to save your pathetic ass. You ask me to leave you here, to die again."She bites her lip, stopping herself from uttering profanity at him.

"You can leave Beta"Jason doesn't say anything. Lowering his head and leaving.While Thora tilts up her head leaning against the wood, trying to reverse the flow of her tears.Which were flowing on their own.Silence stretches in the room for a while. When suddenly, Volkan pushes back the chair. Placing one leg in top of another.And says in a cold voice."You can come out."Her heart thuds in her chest, he knew? Was he saying this to her? Did he heard her cry?Biting her lip, she moves back further, trying to be imaginary when she hears him sigh.And she closes her eyes.Please no! Please no! Please!"You want me to drag you out.....Thora?"She hears the voice to be much closer this time and opens her eyes, to only fall back. Hiding the book behind her.He was crouching down an

I hesitate, seeing the huge crowd in front of me. My footsteps slowing down as I took in the rows of warriors standing there, with hands behind their back and pose stoic."The second rule of fight is to identify your opponents weakness. No matter how great of a fighter your opponent is , remember everyone has a weakness."Jason was standing in the center, addressing the warriors and I gulp feeling out of place. They all, even the girls we so toned...wearing sports bras and fittings pants.....while my clothes were so baggy....a worn out jogger with holes in it and an oversized hoody, hiding my thin frame and bruises below."You need to attack at that-"His words stop as he took in my presence. Noticing my awkwardness."Thora. You may join the third row. At the end."He says and I see almost everyone turn around to look at me. My anxiety sky rocketing on being the cent