The walk of shame.
She will be walked naked throughout the entire pack for a whole day and whoever she passes by has the right to do whatever they please to her, she can be beaten, spat on, ridiculed beyond measure, it is the worst form of humiliation and punishment.
The other men seeing her naked body becomes the least of Astrid’s worries and she lunges at Zane’s feet, clutching it tight in her grasp as she looks up to him with pitiful, teary and red eyes.
“Please Zane, listen to me, I am innocent, I have been framed, I don’t know that man, I don’t even know I got here,” she pleads, tears spilling out of her eyes. “I swear on my late father and mother, I have been faithful to you in our marriage, I love you Zane, I cannot cheat on you, what reason would I have?”
The words fly out of
