As he was dragged from the arena, he made a vow to himself. He would not let Rava fall into the Lycan's hands, her sadistic Mates and he would do whatever it took to save her and defeat the twisted leader once and for all. Lycan stood in front of Rava, his eyes narrowed as he surveyed her. She stood before him, her back straight and her chin held high, trying her best to hide the fear she felt. "Rava," Lycan growled, "You have failed to uphold our laws and bring honor to our land. As punishment, you will be made to push this heavy object across the pack's training grounds, while being flogged." Rava tried to keep her expression neutral, but she couldn't help but gasp as Lycan pointed to a large boulder that was easily three times her size. She had never been flogged with something this heavy before, and the thought of it filled her with dread. Lycan stepped aside, gesturing for his followers to approach. They stepped forward, each carrying a whip. Rava took a deep breath

The rogue wolves were no match for me either. They tried to surround me, but I was too quick for them. I danced around them, darting this way and that, as I took them down one by one. Lycan was stunned, his laughter turned to a look of horror. He realized that he had underestimated me and that I was not to be trifled with. "Let us go and stop playing games with us.' Harold had regained consciousness and was watching the scene unfold with amazement. He had never seen anyone fight like I was fighting, and he was filled with pride. "Rava," he said, as he came to my side. "We have to leave this place. Lycan is not going to give up easily." I nodded, I knew he was right, but I also knew that I wasn't done with Lycan yet. I wanted to make sure he wouldn't be a threat to anyone else ever again. "Come on," He said, as he picked me up in his arms. "I will get you out of here, you must be tired." I let out a small growl, but then I nuzzled my head into

The following morning, I was escorted out of my cell by the Lycan guards, my body still aching from the beating I had received. I didn't know what to expect, but I was prepared to face whatever punishment was coming my way. As I walked, I could feel the eyes of the other Lycans on me, their glasses filled with contempt and disgust.Lycan was waiting for me, his face set in a deep scowl. "You have disgraced our pack," he growled, his voice filled with anger. "And for that, you will suffer."I stood there, my head held high, as he continued to speak. He told me that my punishment would be the worst possible, that I would be pushed to my physical limits and beyond. And then he ordered the guards to begin.The next few hours were a blur of pain and suffering. I was made to push a heavy object around, with Lycan and his men thrashing me whenever I slowed down or stumbled. My muscles screamed in agony, and my mind was foggy with pain. But I refused to give up. I was a wolf, and I would not b

And with those words, he motioned to his men, who dragged three prisoners into my cell. I recognized them as the same ones who had abused me before. My heart sank as I realised what was about to happen.They took turns, abusing me, hurting me, and laughing at my pain. And as I cried out for help but no one was available to help me.I was terrified as I was dragged out of my cell and brought before Lycan and the other slaves. My body ached from the wounds that were inflicted on me the previous night, but I tried to stand tall and keep my head held high. Lycan stood before me, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he addressed the other slaves."Look at her," he said, gesturing to me with a cruel smile. "This is what happens when you disobey me. You will all obey my every command, or you will face the same punishment."The other slaves cowered and trembled, afraid to make a sound. I could see the fear in their eyes, and my heart ached for them. They were all so young and innocent, force

One of the other slaves, a young woman who had arrived in the camp just a few days before, had been caught stealing from another slave. When Lycan found out, he ordered that her hand be cut off.I watched in horror as two of Lycan's henchmen held the woman down while LycanAs I watched Lycan's henchmen hold the woman down, my heart sank with a feeling of helplessness. I couldn't just stand by and watch this barbaric punishment being carried out."Stop! Please, Lycan, don't do this!" I yelled, stepping forward.Lycan turned to face me, his face twisted in anger. "What is the meaning of this, Ulva?" he growled."You can't do this to her, Lycan," I said, my voice trembling with fear. "It's not right. She's just a young girl, she doesn't deserve this."Lycan's eyes narrowed as he glared at me. "She stole from one of my own, Ulva. Do you think I can just let that slide?""I understand that Lycan, but cutting off her hand is too severe," I said, trying to reason with him. "There has to be an