Her Forbidden Alpha novel Chapter 74

　　Elijah entered the cells after telling Scarlett he’d be back late tonight. He didn’t want to tell her exactly where he was or what he was going to do, but Fiona had done enough damage and he was the one who would deal with her.

　　He walked to the end of the hall, to the end cell where he could hear her crying. His anger emanating from him. The two warriors at the doors lowered their heads to him. One of them handed him a pair of gloves and he put them on before taking the silver chain whip.

　　“Open it.” He said, seeing Fiona wearing plain white clothing - her arms hooked up, her back facing him.

　　“Alpha! Alpha you’re here to save me, aren't you?!” She said, her voice shaky. Elijah walked around until he stood in front of her.

　　“You really are delusional.” He said coldly. “I regret ever having anything to do with you.”

　　Her eyes widened in shock, her lip quivering. “You don’t mean that.” She whispered. Elijah didn’t bother correcting her, she was too stuck on her ways.

　　“Do you know how many men we lost? In total 143.” He said coldly.

　　“P-please don’t, A-Alpha D-Daniel... I only did what he wanted!” She whimpered.

　　“Don’t! Don’t fucking lie!” Elijah snapped, his eyes flashing. “I checked your phone records, you contacted him after searching for his number.”

　　He didn’t care nor did he have time to entertain her. He walked around her letting the whip trail on the floor, the metal scraping against the stone floor. Making the fear within Fiona grow. “For every man we lost… you will get 1 lash. We won’t stop until you're unconscious and then when you wake, we’ll start against from 1. This will continue until you die.” His voice was a low dangerous growl, the anger bubbling around him. “Not only did you assist the enemy, you tried to kill your Luna.”

　　He raised the whip, his eyes hard. He was Alpha and as Alpha it was his duty to give out this punishment. Although deep inside he knew it was a side of him he never wanted Scarlett to see.

　　“Start counting, if you lose count, I’ll keep going.” He said icily, Fiona shivered in fear turning just as she saw him raise the whip.

　　“Please don’t. Please!” She screamed in agony as the first lash hit her back. Elijah’s eyes were cold. He didn’t ever want to resort to this but the woman had attempted to get Scarlett out of the picture.

　　“Count.” He commanded.

　　“O-one.” She sobbed.

　　“Good.” He said icily as he struck again, zoning her screams out, not even affected by them. Each lash made her scream louder, the shrill sound echoing around the empty cell. The guards outside remained silent. Elijah stayed true to his words. He didn’t stop, even when her back was a bloody mess, he didn’t stop. She stopped counting and he didn’t bother reminding her.

　　At one point he heard some commotion, her father had come to beg for her life but he didn’t even turn to look at the man who was screaming as his daughter was lashed. Elijah frowned. He would never condone such behaviour but when someone was responsible for so much over a petty infatuation… and when they targeted their Luna. He would do anything to make a statement.

　　100 lashes later, Elijah was sweating. Fiona’s screams had long since died out, he wasn’t even sure if she was still conscious. Raising the whip again he stopped when he heard the sound of footsteps running towards him, accompanied by the sweet intoxicating scent of his mate. It overrode the smell of blood and sweat.

　　“Open it!” Scarlett snapped at the guards before she stepped inside. She took in the pool of blood, the limp body of the woman who was suspended by her arms, her back torn open. Then looked at Elijah, blood was splashed over him, his eyes were hard and cold.

　　“Why are you here?” Elijah said looking into her eyes. The moon shone from the small window at the top of the cell. Barely a hand span wide, her heart thumped at how cold his eyes looked.

　　“Don’t do this… this isn't you…” Scarlett said closing the gap between them, she locked her arms around his neck. Elijah frowned feeling her trembling in his arms, her heart was thudding, when the realisation hit. He was doing something her father would have done... But he still thought Fiona deserved it. Zidane tortured the weak and innocent but he was giving a punishment fitting for a traitor.

　　“I’m sorry…” He said dropping the whip before he hugged her tightly. She didn’t move back, not until her racing heart had calmed down. “Sorry for how you’re feeling. She’s the reason you were kidnapped. The reason you had to suffer at that bastards hands.”