Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 56

Eventually the bar was pulled off my arm without any care, and an extremely noticeable cry left my mouth as my melted skin was pulled off along with it. I couldn’t help the noises that left my lips.

As soon as I thought it was over, My other arm was promptly grabbed and placed in the same position as my left was. The entire ordeal was performed again only this time it was with my self harmed arm. The metal har was reheated and placed directly onto the still slightly healing wound.

This time a loud cry of agony came from my lips as I endured the torture once more. Bile was rising in my throat as my torment continued.

It felt like hours, it felt like it would never end, my lips began to tremble and my teeth chattered, a cold sweat hit me and perspiration began to drip down my forehead as smoke rose from my arm.

Again, the bar was pulled off my weak sweaty form and I was released from the grips of the lycans. My body flopped down from my knelt position on to my ass and I instantly lowered my head to check the damage. The entirety of both my forearms had an ugly, severe burn resting on it, my left arm was charred black and I almost threw up just looking at the damage. The two burns would undoubtedly cause a larger scar than both the previous ones.

my body as soon as I was able to, and swallowed thickly, I’m sorry dad‘. I couldn’t hold in my sorrow or fear any more, entire world, both lycan and probably human, just watched me on live tv and I

curled up I couldn’t stop my self from thinking that it was finally finished. I genuinely thought it was over, I thought he’d leave it there, after all I’m supposed to be his mate, he shouldn’t want to cause me any more pain surely. Still I felt myself tense up

the

will be. The biggest rebellious scars of my mate have been purely burnt away, however her disobedience

a breath at his words, I was already

on their faces, I know if I’d witnessed something like this

pants remained, tied with the single length of rope. My naked back was now facing the cameras and audience, and gasps sounded at the sheer amount of permanent lash scars, and the extreme lack

hair

my mark on you.” Oh my god. Is he serious? I knew I’d end up being killed, it’s why I tried to do the deed myself, so I could control it. But I didn’t think the king would stoop this low, as to actually publicly

obedience.

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