Autumn's POV
My arms are starting to get sore in these shackles, the cuffs cutting deep into my wrists, and my feet are definitely asleep.
But it's all worth it.
To see the glimmer of hope light up in his pack members gave me the strength to hang on here for as long as u need to, and not one part of me regrets what I had done.
The adrenaline that's pumping through my body made the whippings feel like little slaps on the wrist. The stinging and burning didn't chime in until after everyone had left me to return to their regular business.
The lashes would probably leave scars, because I had told the pack warrior to not hold back, to give me the thrashing he would have given anyone else. At the end of the day, the scars would be a symbol of my strength and determination, and I would proud
