Alvina's pov:
I don't know how much time has passed, since I sat on my knees on the cold tile floor, I once tried to sit down only to get slapped by Godan, and he starved me the whole day to teach me I shouldn't move from the position.
Crystal became weaker and weaker every day being trapped with the wolf bane cuffs, The metal cuff around my neck made me feel suffocated, making me unable to breathe properly, it's not tight enough to cut the oxygen completely but still enough to limit my breathing.
Every day, Godan comes to me and asks if I'm ready to be marked yet, but when I say no, he forces some kind of blue liquid down my throat, and stares into my eyes for some reason.
I thought the liquid tasted funny but then an unbearable pain like someone squeezing the hell out of my insides c
