Jayden's POV
My whole body tensed as I heard his footsteps approaching, the door to the basement flung opened and the sound of his whistling could be heard. I shook from where I was being chained up, my legs trembled in fear, my lips quivered as he dragged the silver thorn whip on the floor.
“Jayden.” He called menacingly as he drew closer.
I tried shaking off the chains but I was too weak, I cried in pain when he began whipping me. The thorn stuck into my skin and he dragged them, peeling off my flesh in the process.
My scream echoed the entire pack house, I didn't have any strength to cry anymore. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of whipping and my muffled voice.
And then I heard Anastasia's voice faintly, pleading and calling onto me.
I jolted upright from sleep,
