My Secret, My Bully, My Mates (skylar) by Miss l Free novel Chapter 56

Chapter 0056
When we got to our destination, I was thrown to the ground.

I heard whispering, which means these kids didn't have their wolves yet to mindlink The Alpha, Beta, Gamma and Delta had the power to push a mindlink through to anyone, wolf or not. It made giving directions in a crisis easier. But, until you had your wolf you could not link back or talk to anyone else.

That's all I had to workwith though. Male and around my age.

They were talking too low to recognize a voice and without a scent I couldn't identify them. I had just gotten myself to a sitting position when my arms were yanked over my head and hooked to something, holding me off the ground so my toes barely touched.

My shirt was ripped open in the back and I let out a strangled squeal through the gag.

The first sharp sting registered as I heard the loud crack echo in the air. I screamed again, I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but it wasn't the white hot pain of a whip.

The first time they whipped me I was draped over a bench in the girls locker room and the 5 lashes carne quickly before my attackers were caught.

This time, there was more bite in the whip and there was several seconds between the first and the second. The second one didn't disappoint, I screamed again and this time heard an amused huff behind me, sick f* cls.

As they went on I started to go to my happy place, counting the lashes, but hiding in my mind trylng to turn the pain off, go numb, don 't feel, control my breathing, stay awake. By number seven I stopped making noise, which pissed my attackers off.

The last three came in quick succession from either side of my body, telling me two people wielded whips this time, then my legs were lifted behind me, but not to take weight off my arms, just to put me in more of a horizontal position. I thought this was one of the worst feelings ever, like both shoulders were trying to dislocate.

"Take that f*cking thing out of her mouth, I want her to suffer, not die. She needs to suffer over and over again for all the sh*t she keeps causing me."

That voice I do know.
I'm still choking as one of my legs are dropped and I'm hanging awkwardly sideways. The tie is undone behind my head, roughly, taking some hair with it and thrown to the ground as I cough out everything from my stomach, lungs, wherever the vomit is.