Chosen By The Lycan Prince

to the grief, the suffering, the

, but this tunnel has no end. My tear glands are empty, my

sed and my eyes started to flutter open slowly when I didn't feel his fist on my face, but I should have just kept them shut. I should have known he only hesitated because he

were like fuel to a fire, angering him the more. His other h

d ever worked. Pleading will only make my situation worse, so I did exactly as he commanded, laying on

ful than the last. But the alpha wasn't satisfied. He continued whipping my back, putting more strength into every stroke. On some days, he'd

He paused to ask, tapping my h

voice, but I'd also lost count

ared, kicking my head

ee," My eyes stung with unshed tea

the one to suffer for their sins? Why didn't I just die along with them? Why did I have

He hissed "You dare to lie

You dare to lie to me!" His whip came down faster on my back and unable to maintain my lying position any longer, I rolled to my side, wrappi

the way, but they wouldn't even let me die. They derived pleasure from seeing me suffe

ber of my pack. I should have left you for death at your former pack, but no, I saved you, I brought you here and you think I'll let you run down this pack as your paren

I could feel blood from my back slowly soaking my shirt, itching me. I cried for many minutes, screamed,

made it to kneeling position before I dropped back to the ground. It will take my wolf many minutes to heal me before I can stand back

to a ball as much as my injured skin

here. Alpha Thane, my present alpha will take every opportunity to remind me how he'd saved me from my former pack, but I'd have even preferred to

el like home to me. The torture has become a part of my daily routine in the last ten years,

Alpha Ronan are brothers, and my father had been the stupid beta of Alpha Ronan that thought he

ool, I had friends, but after what my father did, my friends became enemies. I was never really clos

s life has taken away from me, Leander had to be the most painful. I don't care if my father got killed, I was never close to him, and besides, he had it coming for trying to usurp th

ay the blood from my shirt. My wolf was starting to heal me, but I still neede

My little brother had died right in my arms, and I'd watched him bleed to death with the silver

e unthinkable. I was labelled a traitor, caged and made to suffer. He lost the battle of course, an

d when he got tired of me, he sold me to his bro

'll have a feel of what it means to be loved. I planned to run away with him and start a new life, but how could I even think that somet

to see a red SUV park in front on me. I dabbed my eyes

ly friend I have in the whole world came rushing towards me, w

tled in the back seats of her vehicle.