The punishment
"Take her," My father barked not allowing Alpha George to say any other word.
One of the guards roughly grabbed my arm and yanked me forward, causing me to stumble before I caught myself. He pulled me along quickly. I had to jog to keep up.
A small crowd followed after us, including Bane, his bitch, Alpha and his men. I cringed hard, knowing that so many would witness my humiliation. I was really unlucky. On the night like this, I wanted to be happy but instead here I was, going to be whipped in front of all the members.
My first time to be whipped in public.
When we reached the punishment area, I stared at the pole I would be strapped to, and couldn't stop the tears that silently streamed down my face.
"I'm really sorry, forgive me", I turned to the guards and I burst out into tears.
"Strip right now", The guard's command filled me with dread.
I hesitated until a slap landed on my head.
I i'mmediately prepared myself ready to strip just like I watched the poor omegas do whenever they disobeyed someone in the pack.
My hands trembled as I worked to undo the buttons on my dress and let it fall to my feet. I shivered as I stood in my undergarments, with my arms crossed over my chest.
This was total public humiliation. In all my life, I have never been a lucky wolf.
The guards mercilessly jerked me toward the pole. Just like the omegas, I didn't try to fight. Humbly I held out my arms for them to tie the straps tightly around my wrists, holding me in place. The restraint wasn't to keep me from escaping. There was no chance of escape. It was to keep my body in place when my legs failed from the pain.
When I was securely attached, one of the guards selected a leather strap. It would cause one hell of a welt at impact, but shouldn't break my skin.
Without any further communication, he stepped back, out of my field of vision. Fear crashed over me for what was to come. And I was right to be afraid because when the first stroke of the whip sliced across my back, I thought I was going to pass out from the pain. It was ten times worse than anything I'd ever experienced before.
My entire body slammed forward into the pole from the force he used. I bit down hard on my lip to keep from screaming. Even though he wasn't the one holding the whip, I knew my father would be listening, eager to hear my suffering. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.
I pay for my sins of leading to the death of his beloved daughter.
On the next strike, I gripped the pole tightly, my claws digging in. When it came, all of the air was sucked out of my lungs. I coughed and sputtered.
Strike after strike came relentlessly.
My back was on fire.
Warm liquid trickled down my leg.
He'd broken the skin after all.
My legs quivered out of control.
I could no longer hold myself up. My body sagged, a rag doll to be abused for my father's pleasure. Tears streamed down my cheeks. With each kiss of the whip, my resolve to remain silent became more and more impossible, but I held on. Blood dripped freely from my mouth, where my canines had gnawed my lips to keep me from screaming.
My Wolf was crying out in my head, howling her pain, hurt and devastated. She didn't understand how her mate could do this to her. How could he just stand by and let her be beaten? I didn't have any answers for her. She already knew it that our mate totally disliked us.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the strikes stopped coming. The guard stepped forward and cut my binding then I fell to the ground in a heap, groaning loudly at the impact.
I heard the bitch snivel impatiently, "Bane, let's just go. It's what she deserves. You know that."
Before Bane could reply, I heard Alpha George speak but his words were filled with bitterness.
"It's what she deserves? Your jackass of a boyfriend practically calls her a whore, just for speaking to me, and you think this is what she deserves?! Maybe if you kept a tighter leash on your mate," he sneered the word, "he wouldn't continue sniffing around other she-wolves. Or is that the problem? You know the truth. You know you will never measure up to the wolf she is." He made a sound of dissatisfaction in his throat. "He's a fool for letting her go, particularly with you as the consolation prize."
The bitch huffed furiously, "Are you going to let him talk to me like that?"
"Go home, Carlo!", Bane's voice dropped low and dangerous. The bitch was called Carlo. I noted it in my head
"But you......" She tried to protest.
, "I said GO!" Bane cut her off in mid sentence with an angry roar
She gasped. I couldn't see her, given my face was currently planted in the dirt, but I heard her quickly run back in the direction of the Celebration that was prepared probably for her.
I shivered uncontrollably. The guards walked away with their wjips walked away, and suddenly, Alpha George and Bane crouched down next to me. I panted through the pain. I didn't want their help but I had nothing to do.
"We need to get her home. That bastard hit her hard enough to pierce her skin. Her wounds need to be cleaned, so they don't get infected." Alpha George hissed out.
"The same home where her mother will end up beating her again", Bane's voice was so flat.
"Sorry. What do you mean?", Alpha George asked in a concerning voice.
"Her mother will still beat her", Bane murmured and for once he was right.
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