Third Person POV
Kiera fluttered her lashes, but she was tired — too tired to open her eyes and struggle back to her senses. Her mind fought to stay alive, stay awake, but subconsciously, she was gone. The icy atmosphere of the dungeon cell bit into her skin and while the numerous bruises and cuts across her back and legs bled.
Her body was flagellated.
“The b***h is probably dead,” Rose sighed casually.
“Nah! I have not been that harsh,” the male who called himself the alpha laughed. “She needed to be taught a lesson. Besides, we can’t breed her for the next six months or so. This lesson will keep her in line.”
“You are not wrong,” Rose acquiesced. “What do we do about the babies? Someone needs to take them.”
The male tossed the ‘the black snake’ to one of the guards and took off
