Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 132

Thinking of this, Sean couldn't help but shiver. He looked at Lily next to him.

Now, the Stevens pack and the Atkinson pack were in the same boat. "Even if Jason was really interested in Grace, he wouldn't... take action against both families for a woman, right?"

After all, Grace ending up in that state back then was all her own fault, right?

Grace felt that she had been having a very long dream.

In her dream, she felt like she had returned to prison. No matter how hard she tried to escape or plead for mercy, she could not escape the torture.

Bone-chillingly cold, filthy water, punches and kicks rained down on her as the people said with mocking tones, "Look, she was a great lawyer, an intellectual. But now, she is just like us. Actually, she's not even better than me right now. She can't even fight back!"

How long was she supposed to endure all this suffering? Why... Why did she have to suffer such pain when she hadn't done anything wrong?

"Grace, do you know what was your biggest mistake? Offending the lord of this City."

"Grace, anyone who offends Jason will not have a good ending."

"Grace, Mr. Reed is merciful. That's why he didn't kill you. Otherwise, you would have died in prison!"

Merciful? She had been imprisoned for three years. She was wounded all over. She might not ever be able to have a child in her life. Could this be called being merciful?

She felt so much pain that it was as if her body was about to explode.

Who would save her from all this suffering?