Chapter 93: Chapter 93

[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]

I screamed as I felt my skin burning when water splashed on my face. But my thirst overpowered the pain and my tongue desperately reached for the water that was on my lips.

A shifter can heal fast, but with the silver chain around my body, my cells stopped from regenerating. The burns were unsightly, revolting to the eyes like fresh meat slowly getting infected with pus.

My heartbeat was rapid and my eyes blinked several times before I was able to open them in complete darkness. I let out shallow, swift breaths as I turned my head side to side, unsure where to look as I heard those heavy footsteps again like thunder, shaking my very soul with fear.

I coughed, and I tasted blood in my mouth.

“Good. You are finally awake, woman.” The person said in this deep, hoarse tone—a voice that came from the depths of hell. “You’ve been sleeping the whole day. You know that?”

“How many days have I been here?” I asked; my tongue was like sandpaper and talking felt like swallowing razor blades. “I need food. Water.”

“Oh, you need water?” he said in a mocking tone, making me almost sob, “I just gave you water. Didn’t you feel it?”

“*sshole!” I spat at him and he burst into a maniacal guffaw. It was the most evil laugh I had ever heard in my entire life.

“I don’t think you still need those since you are going to die here anyway, Miss Samantha,” he snarled with a wide, feral grin. “But perhaps you can change my mind if you do what I say.”

My desperation told me that I had to do whatever he wanted, but my pride as Luna couldn’t. I coughed and blood spurted out of my mouth, making me whimper in agony.

“Oh, you look terrible,” his voice was a poison full of sarcasm. “I guess you’ll die sooner than I anticipated.”

“Just kill me now,” I snarled, glaring at him lethally, “Because once I get out of these chains, I swear I will shred you into ribbons.”

“Oh, I’m scared,” he sniggered and then pulled something from his back. My body stiffened, waiting for the pain to come. But it wasn’t the silver chain he was holding in his hand but a piece of a photo. My eyes focused on the thing as I frowned, and I started to feel anxious, terrified of what I would find out from that photo.

I felt the veins in my head throb painfully.

Not my kids. Please, dear Moon Goddess, not my kids...

He flipped the photo and my heart shattered into millions of pieces.

It was Dominic—and Olivia.

The photo was a stolen shot from outside Olivia’s home. The photo shows Dominic inside Olivia’s bedroom, with her on top of him and Dominic removing her shirt.

I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t know anymore whether the pain was because of my broken heart or from the wounds wrapped with silver chains. I looked away as sobs emerged from my throat. My lips trembled as I kept my mouth shut, not wanting the man to hear me silently cry in front of him.

That picture is not a recent shot! My wolf exclaimed to me in anger. Try to make sense of it, Samantha! He can’t do that to you!

Even if it’s an old photo, it still hurts! I snarled at her as my shoulders shook while sobbing. All the traumas and pain from the past came back as I turned my head, not wanting to look at the picture.

“What, Samantha? Does it hurt you to see your Alpha enjoying his time with another woman?” The masked man asked, “You are just hoping for nothing. Dreaming for nothing, Samantha. You are never his priority. The Alpha only brought you to Silver Crescent because he is BORED! Once he’s done with you, he would go back to Miss Olivia again because he always knew she was more capable of becoming the Luna of the pack. She knows how to lead! She never ran from her responsibilities! Unlike you did!”

“NO. That’s not true...” I murmured as tears kept rolling down my cheeks. “Dominic has changed! He can’t do that to me again!”

“How certain are you that he won’t look for another woman again?!” he bellowed, impatiently. “You are wolfless! You are nothing compared to Miss Olivia, who had been serving the pack as a high-ranking Gamma! And what are you, Samantha? The Mother Luna arranged for you to marry her son because your parents are her friends! Other than that, you are nothing special! You even failed to pass your training when you were fifteen! You are not fit as Luna of the Silver Crescent!”

“If you want me dead, then just kill me now!” I barked at him, as I pushed myself from the operating table. The silver chains on my wrists and ankles rattled, but I barely felt the burns because I was overwhelmed with anger, fear, and despair, all spiraling into my chest and crawling up to my head—pounding violently until I was dizzy and sick to the stomach.

I believe Dominic has changed—Those smiles that reached his eyes when we were in the picnic area, the way he laughed together with Devon and Diana as he played with the twins. The passion in his every kiss and the stroke of his fingers on my skin at night when we were together—all of this was true and he loved me. I believe with all my heart that he loved me and his twins. He came back to set things right. Dominic came back for me. That’s what’s important for me and the twins.

“Dominic loves me. That’s what I know.” I hissed and glared at him.

The masked man scoffed and growled in anger. “You b*tch! "You deserve twenty strikes for your insolence!" he yelled.

My eyes blurred when a silver chain hit me on the thigh. It was so excruciating that I wasn’t able to scream. My eyes bulged as if they were going to bounce out of their sockets.

The dark room was filled with the rattling of chains as the masked man hit me on the body so many times that I lost consciousness before I finished the count.

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