Merverlan's P.O.V.
"Where is she?" I demanded an answer from the bruised Omega kneeling on the floor. I pierced her with an emotionless stare. "ANSWER ME!"
She kept her head low. It's obvious that she doesn't want to respond. I looked at Dawson. He picked up what I was trying to say and lifted the whip. The loud crack of whip echoed in the vastness of the dungeon where Esme managed to escape.
*PLAK!!!*
"A—Arghh..." she whimpered silently.
I glanced at the other Omega who was already passed out on the soiled concrete floor. She lost consciousness after just a few whips. But this one...
I turned my attention back to the girl on the floor.
"What's your name again?" I squeezed her cheeks, forcing her to look at me. She had no other choice but to look back at me using her
