His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 95

Chapter 95

[SAMANTHA's Point of View]

I couldn't go on like this.

I couldn't give up.

My body already wanted to give up, but my mind never wanted to. I was exhausted and desperately wanted to end my suffering, unsure if I could endure another round of torture from the masked man. To be honest, I was surprised that when I woke up after he hit me with that silver chain, he offered me water and food. Part of me wanted to refuse and thought that it was his way to prolong my suffering. However, my body betrayed me, allowing the masked man to feed me with a spoon while I remained chained to the metal bed. I was so sick mentally, but I needed it. I needed the energy to survive to get away from here. I had to swallow my pride and the food to get more strength, just enough to get out of these chains.

Despite the sharp pain from my broken rib, I managed to breathe slowly and evenly. I looked down at my feet, and the tips of my toes were already black, as if they would fall off any moment if I kept moving them. I hissed when I tried to arch my aching back and looked around the dark empty room, hoping the masked guy wasn't around.

I breathed. In. Out. In. Out.

My chest rose and fell. I closed my eyes as I concentrated on my wolf and tried my hardest to ignore the pain all over my body. My tongue was like a piece of sandpaper in my mouth as I swallowed hard. My throat was raw and burning. Before, when I used to call my wolf and tried to reach for her from deep within me, it was like reaching for someone under deep, clear water. But at that moment, the feeling was as if I was in the mouth of an angry volcano. It was hellish, and I never wanted to linger, but I had to.

I had to reach my wolf.

are you? I need you now! I hissed at her. You

Please!!!

body was battered with silver chains and burns, and the only thing that was keeping me from

way I would let my enemies win without me putting

thought you already forgot about

cold, soft words from my wolf made

I felt the indescribable heat flowing throughout me, spreading from my chest to all over my body. Every muscle in my

down and the torturing pain stopped for a minute as I felt the flesh on

me. For a

to free my hands from the

all the pain and the agony of being imprisoned in that cursed place. Of

Chapter 95

out a scream filled with

orbs appeared around my eyes as I searched for the masked guy in the darkness. My breath was swift and heavy. I wanted his blood. I wanted them to drip on my paws and claws, and just as I swore to him, I wanted

shackles clanged on the cemented floor and echoed throughout the dark,

"What the-"