Ch 15 His visit
This time I was not getting treated any differently
My hands were tied up and every time those whips hit my back I controlled my screams
I will not heal like other werewolves but this didn't stopped my tormentor
I was being treated just like a traitor gets treated in the kings pack
Whipped,starved and imprisoned
After 20 whips I lost the count
Just like my back got numb and forgot what pain felt like
My top was torn from the back and blood was oozing out of fresh cuts
My eyes were open fixed on the light bulb ahead
Next I know the person came and untied my hands making my body fall down on the cold floor
Numbness has travelled from my back towards my legs and I couldn't feel them anymore
To make matters worse I started coughing that black thing again
My body ached from the force of every cough and I could feel energy leaving my body
I didn't had the medicine that Rose gave me and all this was making me lose my control
I couldn't open my eyes anymore
With my face pressed on the cold floor and my bloody back on the upside I fell unconscious
I don't know how long I was out
I was awakened by the iron door opening but I didn't had the energy to open my eyes to see who it was
I could feel steps coming towards me and they halted next to my body
I didn't wanted anyone to see me in this state
I tried to turn around and hide my back but my body protested
Something soft touched my back and those sparks burned my wounds like fire
I flinched
I knew who it was
Aaron
He cleaned my wounds and applied something cold on them which relieved the pain a bit
But why was he here to heal me when his men were the ones who broke me
I turned my head to the left to see his face
He was staring at my wounds with such a pained expression that I wanted to tell him that they didn't hurt as bad as they looked
He moved his eyes to the side not able to look at my back
He got up to leave but I held his hand stopping me
He was surprised to see me awake
I was not sure if I'll be able to see him again
So I just wanted to see those beautiful blue eyes
He held my hand up and pressed his lips on them
Next he placed my knuckles on his left eye and then on the right
It felt like he was fighting an internal battle with himself
His eyes had dark bags under them
And he looked vulnerable
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