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The Alpha and His Contract Luna (Lauren) novel Chapter 119

“Please stop” I beg but my pleas fall on deaf ears.

My hands were tied. Chains encasing my wrists. I was suspended, hanging from the ceiling. My entire body ached and all I wanted was for everything to end.

If only the moon goddess would listen to my prayer. If only she could just end me once and for all. For some reason she kept me alive and I hated her for it.

I envied the ones that died. They were off to a better life after the suffering and that is what I wanted for myself.

Every day while I lay on that filthy floor. I begged her to just take my life. I even tried to do it myself once. It obviously didn’t work given that I am still in this fucking hell.

The whips angrily lands on my back. Making me scream. The tears fall down my face and I see Mac, my other tormentor grin at the sight of my pain.

“Music to my fucking ears” he chuckles with his arms folded across his chest and palms tucked on the inside of his armpits.

I feel my skin give way and blood trail down my back.

“Do it again Tobby, I want to hear her scream” the excitement in his voice is the only proof you need to know how much he liked seeing me bleed.

“Gladly” Toby cheerfully says before bringing the whip down on my back again.

This time I’m pushed forward by the force of the hit. It landed on the same spot. Digging deeper into the wound that was already there.

“Please” I beg, my voice wobbly and tears clogging my voice.

I refuse to cry. Refuse to give them the satisfaction of knowing that they were breaking me.

“Please what sweetheart?” Mac asked, mockingly.

“Please stop”

I look straight into his eyes even though it costs me every little bit of energy I had to keep my head straight. Unlike Tobby, Mac was good looking. But that was shadowed by the sadistic psychopathic trait he had.

The gleam in his eyes told me that he was enjoying this too much to stop. That my pleas had fallen on deaf ears. I honestly don’t know why I try. Why I still beg.

They had no sympathy or empathy. They would never stop. The only way all this would end is either I died or they did.

Chances of them dying was slim so the only option I had, given the moon goddess refused to entertain my wishes, was to keep holding on to broken hope.

“Now why would I do that Mayra?”

It was probably a rhetorical question so I didn’t bother answering him.

I watch as he steps forward. I tried backing away but there was nowhere to go with my hands chained.

I should have expected the blow but for some reason I didn’t. Have you ever been hit by a grown man? Let me tell you it’s the worst kind of pain. My head falls to the side and I feel my jaw unhinge.

I hated the fucker and I wished nothing but hell for both of them.

“You got nothing to say now?” Toby mocked, before hitting the back of my head hard.

I wince, knowing a bump was going to form there. I was torn between being strong and crying.

From there I shut everything off. I dissociate. I don’t know for how long they torture me but when they’re done I feel the after effect. They stand close together with big smiles on their fucking face as they admire their handwork. As if I was a piece of art.

“I think we did good today” Toby tells Mac.

Mac grins like a fool, jumping from one foot to the other in glee like a fucking school girl.

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