Pain
Chapter One
Nia’s POV
“Bring me the whip,” Genevieve ordered.
It was at that moment that I wished nothing but death. My eyes widened in horror as a guard seized me.
“Your highness, please, I didn’t mean for that to happen!” I begged as I struggled to be free, but then it was already futile. I was no match for the royal guards of the alpha. My heart pounded in my ears, and I shook like a leaf. I turned to Genevieve and fell at her feet.
“Your highness, please have mercy, Pl—“
“Silence!”
The leather smell filled the air as I watched Genevieve make a pick. Immediately, I was rolled onto a dirty mat and shoved to the floor. At my feet I was bound.
With my eyes shut, I could imagine the whip up in the air, and the next thing I felt was it descending on my back.
I writhed on the floor like a worm in salty waters. Pain. This was more painful than the last. It felt like it had been doused in peppery water.
The mat threatened to be free from my body. Oh, it hurt so much. Tears began to fall from my eyes.
“Please, your highness,” I cried out, but Genevieve paid no attention to my pleas.
“Not a word!” Genevieve barked. “One more word from you and I’d have to start afresh.”
Then the whip cackled in the air, and it landed on me again. I clutched a hand over my mouth to keep my cries from escaping my lips. The lashes kept coming.
With every lash, I tried to build a new pain threshold. To save up some strength for me. But it was useless. Because every time Genevieve whipped me, she broke me. She made me want to give up. She made me fantasize about death.
Worse off, I was ordered not to cry. How could I? Being told not to cry despite having a candid reason to cry made me want to cry. My tears fell freely down my face as my lips quivered. I made no sound, but I was wailing on the inside.
“Now that will teach you not to mess with me!” Genevieve panted as she dropped the leather. A maid immediately ran to her and began to wipe her sweat.
The guards jerked me up, but I fell like a dead tree. They helped me stand. I stared at the demon in royal clothes. Genevieve. Daughter of Alpha Rowan of the crimson fang pack.
Genevieve smirked at me. “Take her to the deepest part of the dungeon.”
A tear slipped past my eyes. I’d go see my parents today. I’ll die.
I want to scream and cry and beg some more. Please note the dungeon. I wanted to live. But then again, I was way too weak to fight for my life.
The guards dragged me like a ragdoll away to the dungeon. I turned around to see the imprint of my blood on the floor. I’d lost a lot. By this time tomorrow, those blood sucking insects and animals, would finish up the job, Genevieve started. I just couldn’t wait to get this over with.
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“Who do we have here?” one of the guards at the dungeon asked.
“It’s the late boomer of the pack,” the guard replied.
“Nia?”
“Yes”
“Throw her in and lose the key,” the guards burst into laughter.
“I’m telling you she is useless. Dirty piece of s**t” the other guard said. “What did she do?”
“Spilled a bottle of wine on the alpha’s daughter during the assembly at the palace.” One of the guards holding me said. “The alpha’s daughter wasted no time in whipping her”
“Serves her right,” they laughed at my pain. The gate to the dungeon grumbled open, and immediately, the guards shoved me in and slammed the door shut.
“Your death will save us a lot of work,” one sneered, and they laughed while they walked off.
I landed on the hard floor. My shin throbbed, and I could feel some liquid on my leg. I shut my eyes. Waiting to bleed out.
Time passed by, and I still had not yet died. I could feel my shallow breath on my arm. It was then that I began to weep. I wept like the orphan that I was. It was meaningless, being alive.
I made no effort to move my body as the insects devoured me. Slowly but quietly, I fell into a deep sleep.
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Where am I? Am I dead?
I turned around. There was no building in sight. It was just empty land around me.
“Nia,” came the soft voice from nowhere.
“Who’s there? Where am I?” I replied immediately.
“I waited for a moment, then I saw my mum and dad. Without thinking, I ran to them and engulfed them in a hug,
“Nia,” Dad smiled as he patted me on the back. When I stared up at them, my eyes watered.
“Why will you leave me to suffer?” I cried. “I have felt no peace since you left.” I turned to my dad, “Do you know I am now a slave?” My voice began to break. “Rowan has made himself alpha, and I am made a slave in my father’s pack.” I broke down in tears.
Mum hugged me tightly. She made me look up at her. “Wipe your tears, baby, for everything will change soon, I promise you.”
“When—“
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Immediately, I felt a pain in my feet. I opened my eyes to realize I was still alive.
“Stand up!” a guard ordered. The other one grabbed me by the arm and dragged me outside.
“Is she out so quickly? One guard asked.
“It’s not quick. It’s been a week, she’s been inside there. Look how red she is. The insects have been feasting on her, “Another commented.
“So why is she out?”
“The mating ceremony has begun. The Alpha ordered all her wolves to be free for their mates. He leaned in to the guards and whispered. “I heard she got mated to an Alpha.” They all let out an audible gasp.
