The Mute Luna: The Rise Of Skye

let her feel the pain

Skye’s P.O.V. (Continued)

I hated looking so pathetic and weak in front of a mere omega who stood no chance in front of me, and yet I was scared of her because I couldn’t show my true self to anyone.

“Yes, this is it. Scream…. Scream aloud,” she yelled like a maniac, bending my neck backward with so much force that my injuries there started bleeding again.

“Too bad that I can not even hear your scream.” She laughed hysterically and started slapping me.

My breathing was ragging, and the pain brought tears to my eyes, but she was right.

No matter how hard I tried, no one would hear a thing.

“Still can’t scream, can you?” She mocked, stopped slapping me, her eyes now filled with wicked excitement and hatred for me.

“I worked so hard to seduce Alpha Hunter, and you ruined everything for me. You should have died there.” She screamed again.

So, that was it.

The reason behind her madness.

A bitter understanding settled inside me.

She thought that by having s*x with Hunter, she would be his chosen mate.

Either she took Hunter as a fool, or she was overconfident.

But I had had enough of this pathetic self of mine.

I let the tears fall so that I could see her face clearly.

My back was burning where it had struck the wall, every breath felt like it scraped against my broken bones, and my scalp was stinging badly where Winona still gripped my hair.

The world blurred at the edges, and my vision was flickering between clarity and darkness.

I was fully aware of every ache, every tear in my skin, every sharp and throbbing nerve, but I stopped resisting her to make this pain stop.

I embraced it because this was what she would feel, too.

I tried my best to clear my vision.

Because now I wanted to see her face. I wanted to notice every single change in her expression when she would face what was coming next to her.

I can’t scream.

Fine….

But what about you, Winona?

I grabbed her wrist, which was holding my hair, and extended my nails at the same time, letting them dig deeper inside her skin so that I could reach her blood.

“Aahhhh, you b*tch. How dare you fight back?” she screamed in pain instantly, rage turning her whole face red, but with a hint of pain.

The corner of my mouth tugged when I held her gaze, and I slowly tilted my head a little in her hand.

The spell buried all my abilities deep inside me.

One of them was absorbing other people’s pain.

Now, I let it surface to protect me.

There was a glitch with this ability.

And now I use that glitch to protect myself.

She grimaced darkly when I held her gaze, tightening her grip on my hair, but slowly her expression started changing from anger to confusion, and then her face contorted in pain.

Not suddenly, but slowly.

Through our skin contact, I felt a faint tremor running through her body – not because of anger, but something worse than that.

Her body jerked violently suddenly, and she screamed aloud while falling on the ground on her knees with a loud thud in front of me.

She tried to release my hair, but I dug my nails deeper into her wrist, not letting her go away.

She started twisting her body when waves of pain shot through her body one by one.

She arched her back backward, held her head by her free hand, twisted her body at different angles while screaming like a banshee.

Now, I was sure that someone would surely hear the scream.

She looked at me, different emotions pooling in her eyes, but among them, confusion was evident.

I made her feel every bit of pain that those rogues and Winona made me endure.

There was no visible injury to her body like mine, but she felt everything.

Every throbbing nerve, every tearing, every agony…

She was now gasping for air because her ribs were throbbing hard.

She tried to yank her hand away from my grip, but I didn’t let it go.

She gave sharp jerks to her body, making my hand move harshly, but I endured the pain.

“What are you doing to me, you b*tch?” she screamed at the top of her lungs in fear when she couldn’t free her wrist from my grasp.

She was now writhing pathetically; her moves to free her wrist became desperate attempts, but I didn’t let her go.

“Let me go…. Let me go, please.” She pleaded, tears now streaming down her face, ruining her mascara and heavy foundation caking her face.

I felt the sheer fear laced with raw pain in her trembling wails.

Her arrogance was gone…

Completely…

She was now a trembling mess.

Then I felt faint vibrations in the ground.

Someone was coming here in hurried footsteps.

I let her go to her wrist immediately and fell to the ground with a loud thud.

My bones felt like they were being crushed again, but Winona’s pathetic wailing made me forget the pain for a few seconds.

My vision blurred, and my head started spinning hard.

Of course, I also had to pay the price to use my ability reversed, but it was nothing compared to the satisfaction.

The door burst open, and I felt Arthur’s aura.

The moment he stepped inside, the air shifted throughout the room.

For a second, Winona's scream also faltered.

I sucked in a breath when cold and sharp anger radiated through his aura, suppressing the air in the room dangerously.

“Alpha….. alpha, please save me,” Winona screamed in pain, but I didn’t pay attention to her.

Instead, a soft and painful whimper escaped my lips.

“She….. she did this to me, Alpha. She tried to kill me.” Winona screamed again.

I curled slightly on the floor, clutching my side weakly.

I let my body tremble like it should, a calculated move for Arthur to see.

Now, I was curious.

What would he do now?

Would he believe Winona, or would he punish her as he announced in the living room earlier?

“Insult her…… you insult me.” His voice echoed in the back of my mind.

I saw his ankles through my blurred vision.

I shuddered a little, but not in pain, but because of pleasure??????

I don’t know, but it happened when he suddenly slipped his hands under my knees and neck.

I felt the heaviness of his piercing gaze on me when he lifted me as if he were trying to see through me.

I let my pain radiate to him through our skin contact.

Winona was still screaming in pain, but it seemed that Arthur didn’t hear her.

“Skye…. Look at me.” He asked me softly, so softly that I had a hard time processing that it was Arthur’s voice.

“Alpha….. believe me… she …. She knows witchcraft…. She did this to me.” Winona screamed, desperate to make Arthur believe, accusing me of something that was far beneath me.

He put me down on the bed again; his moves were so gentle that I felt myself floating in the air for a few seconds.

He moved my hair from my face and tucked it behind my ear.

I winced in pain, and a whimper escaped my mouth before I could stop it.

Arthur was about to remove his hands from my body when it happened.

He stiffened slightly, but I feigned more pain to cover my slip-up.

He didn’t react immediately, but I saw a flicker in his gaze, making my heart skip a beat.

Thanks to Winona, that sharpness from his gaze turned into irritation as she was still screaming at the top of her lungs, increasing the headache.

“What did your Luna do to you?” Arthur suddenly asked Winona coldly.

At the same time, William also entered the room, but Arthur had covered my body with the sheet by now.

"She.... she hurt me, Alpha..... she..... she ...... here.... see.... she hurt me," Winona replied to him hurriedly, I guess showing her wrist, but this was the interesting part.

Now I was curious how she would explain her screaming and the reason for her pain.

"What should I see?" Arthur asked her coldly again, and she stopped screaming.

I couldn't see her expression because I had closed my eyes.

I didn't want Arthur to see any change in my gaze, especially this satisfaction.

"What? Wh... where did it go?" Winona screamed in shock this time.