Chapter 163

Harper tormented Janet brutally that night.

She called in two soldiers and had them hold Janet tight as she lashed Janet with a whip.

Soon there was no good skin left on Janet’s body for Harper to land her whip on. The blood streamed down and painted the white carpet red.

The pain was unbearable.

Yet Janet bit on the cloth that clogged her mouth and stayed perfectly quiet the whole time.

She would not give Harper the pleasure of hearing her groan out in pain.

Eventually, it was Wendy who got scared and whispered into Harper’s ears, “My Queen, we might need to call it a night…Master Daran said that he didn’t want any permanent wounds…”

Harper snorted, “It is just a couple of lashes, nothing permanent. Why? Do you find this bitch pitiful and want me to stop?”

Her vicious tone sent a shiver down Wendy’s spine, and she stuttered, “No…of course not. She deserves every bit of this, my queen.

“Of course, she deserves this. Let me tell you this: what I am putting her through right now doesn’t come close to what she did to me.”

Harper moved her wrist and tossed the whip on the ground, “But my hands are getting sore. The King is coming to have dinner with me tomorrow. I don’t want to look worn out. We will call it a night here.”

Wendy let out a small sigh of relief.

“Do you want us to take her somewhere else?” the guards asked, “The smell of blood is quite unpleasant ”

“No, I want her in my room. The blood smell reminds me of my victory. It will help me to get a good night’s sleep,” Harper smiled.

The guards bowed and exited the room.

Janet lay on the cold floor with her eyes closed and her whole body drained in blood and cold sweat. Every inch of skin was in prickling pain.

If Harper thought she could defeat her through some physical pains, then she was wrong.

Anything that didn’t kill her made her stronger instead.

Her mind was sharper than ever.

She would never forget that it was Harper who held the whip and lashed her today.

And even more importantly, it was Daran who caused her into this situation.

Janet fell asleep on the carpet by Harper’s bedside–or maybe she passed out due to heavy blood loss.

She woke up the next morning feeling somebody fumble with something on her neck

She opened her eyes and found Wendy crouched down in front of her.

Janet had woken up, Wendy jumped back in panic as though she was afraid that

“Good morning, sleepy bird.”

tea in her hands,

her coldly

“I for one slept soundly last night, knowing that you were curled up beside my bedside like an injured fucking

felt something cold like steel against her

she asked

as she replied, “Not just any collar, my dear. A very high–techy collar with a microbomb implanted in it. Wendy, why don’t you loosen her up and let her take

those

herself up. That small movement caused a sharp pain to shoot through her body and she immediately

back to the floor.

strengthened her back anyway, knowing that Harper was

would not

moved to the mirror on the dresser and looked

her blood–stained neck, there was a silver–made choker with

  1. it.

the locket, but

opening it up,” Harper grimaced behind her back. “Unless you want to Trigger the

to look at

I figure that it will be less fun if I just lock you to

you like

neck, you can move around, and I can trust you to behave. Everybody

couch and raised an eyebrow, “Oh, and don’t

forcefully.

that you

choker looked perfectly normal to

you want

a strong wolf…But no wolf can heal you when you are

stood stiffly on her

a long pause, she said, “…Fine. What

“Great!”

“Come over here. There

slowly walked up to

bring something from the

A nail polish kit.

do this kind of sister

A manicure?

That was it?

told Janet that this was not as easy as it

Harper

her

Janet took her hands and

nails and filed them to an oval shape. Then she started applying

into Harper’s eyeballs or maybe clip Harper’s fingers

the guards were standing right behind the couch, and she was

neck was literally a ticking

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