Chapter 51

I sat there alone in the dining room for hours, the breakfast still in front of me, untouched. I just couldn't bring myself to eat any more, it wasn't like I was trying to disobey Aloha Drax, I just knew that if I ate more I would be sick.
The guards that he had told to stay and watch me glanced in my direction every so often, shaking their heads in annoyance at my defiance. But I didn't care what they thought, I wasn't going to be a good little prisoner to their master. I had done that once before when I was a warlocks slave. Not again.
yes, their were going to consequences for not doing as he commanded, but I knew that before he left I would face them either way. He wasn't going to allow me to go unpunished when I defied him in front of everyone, he would be classified as weak and unfit for command.
I pushed the food around the plate as I pondered my options for when he returned, would I bow down and take the punishment open handed? If I fought back he would make whatever it was worse, I knew that for certain. But maybe that was what I needed to do, perhaps I needed to show them all that I was not so easily tamed.
I tried to contact Nyx for the hundredth time, disappointed when I was met with nothing but silence in return. How long would she be gone for? How big of a wolfsbane injection did they give me?
I still felt weak, as though a part of me had been ripped away, taken from me by force. I missed her dearly, not having her input was like a slow and painful torture, she was a part of me and I needed her. I always have.
I looked at the clock once more, my entire body tensing when I realised that it was almost lunch time and everyone would return soon. I would have to face Drax within the hour, and who knows what would happen then.
I wasn't waiting long before people started to walk into the room, each of them noticing that I was still there and some even shaking their head in annoyance. No one liked that I was defying their alpha, each one seeing me as some kind of neusance to the pack. But what did I care? They were just a bunch of rogues who killed innocent people. I didn't give a fuck what they thought about me.
soon enough, Drax walked into the dining room, making a clear command that everyone should stand, as so most did. In fact all did, except for me.
"I gave you a clear command, Red. Why have you disobeyed me?" He growled, hovering over me.
"I wasn't hungry." I shrug, keeping my voice level and bland.
"I don't care if you weren't hungry, I gave you a command and you disobeyed, you must be punished." He snaps, ripping me from the chair and forcing me to look at him. "You will now be whipped by my beta."
"if that's what you wish, alpha." I snap back, scowling up at him with as much hatred as I could.
He slaps me across the face, "you will regret this."
Christian appears in the doorway with large whip, one that is noticeably dripping with what smelled like wolfsbane.
He smiles at me before stepping forwards and bowing to Drax. "What do you wish of me, alpha?"
Drax throws me against the ground and takes a step back. "Whip her."
Christians smile grew as he stepped forward, towering over me. "As you wish. How many?"
Drax looks down at me, his eyes flashing black. "Seven." He snarls.
My 'I don't give a shit' demeanour was slowly getting replaced with dread as Christian nods, walking towards me slowly. I had to admit that I had been lashed before and I knew exactly what was coming, what I hadn't experienced was a whip dripping in wolfsbane and silver tipped. Exactly like the whip that the beta was holding.
christian tears open the back of my dress, "I need two guards to pin her down." He says, the two that were by the door instantly stepping forward.
I remain mute as they roll me onto my stomach, pinning my arms above my head, but I don't cry or beg for forgiveness, I say nothing. I had learnt from my years of slavery that begging and pleading with your master didn't help, and sometimes it only made things worse.
I relaxed my back the best that I could, holding my self as still as I could, not even trying to fight back. What was the point? If I argued now, Drax would only increase the amount of lashes I would receive.
"I hope you are prepared for this Red, this is what happens when you defy your mate." The Alpha bellows, loud enough for the entire room to hear.
I close my eyes, clenching then slightly as the first crack of the whip struck my back, causing a small whimper to escape my locked jaw. The wolfsbane and silver burned on impact, but it wasn't as bad as when the skin ripped and it entered ky blood. That was the worst pain.
I jumped when the second one hit me near by bottom, the skin instantly tearing against the silver, my whimper of pain locked in my throat by my own command. I wouldn't make a sound if I could help it. I don't want to give them the satisfaction.
the third one tore across my spine, juttering my entire body, the guards holding me firmly as I bite my own tongue. Refusing to cry out.
Tears slipped from my eyes as the fourth and fifth blow crackled across my aching back, slipping down my cheeks and onto the stone floor, my own blood pooling around me and ruining the yellow sun dress. But still, I made no sound.
when the sixth blow came my eyes courted around the edges, pain all that I knew in that moment, the only thing that was on my mind. I cried silently into the floor, my sobs mute and unheard.
the seventh blow was harder than all the others, a cry tearing through my mouth before I could stop it, my entire body burning in hot agony. I could feel my own mind slipping away, leaving me almost hollow as the guards pulled me onto my knees; forcing me to look at the alpha.
Drax knelt in front of me, inspecting my face. "I hope you have learnt your lesson today, Red. I don't like to repeat myself."
As his words drifting through my ears and around the room everything went completely black, my body crumbling into my own blood.