The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Just like a Pet

I was too stunned to move. His hand tightened possessively where it had no right to be, and I felt the heat of the humiliation rise through my spine like a fever. I sucked in a shaky breath, barely able to process what had just happened.

He touched me like I wasn’t even a person anymore, like I was a puppet in his arms for display. And he had done it all while the prince stood behind me. Watching and bearing witness to the filth and degradation Lucian so casually dragged me through. My hands trembled where they rested, and I thought I would fall apart right then.

But Lucian wasn’t satisfied with just humiliation.

His hand shifted again, and before I could even recoil...

Smack!

Lucian slapped me so hard on my butt that I was sure that it would have left a bruise.

I was so shocked, I almost screamed.

The slap had come so out of nowhere that it ripped the breath from my lungs. My throat clenched around the sound that tried to escape, but I muffled it, forcing it back down like bile. Because I knew what it would sound like.

If I cried out, if I so much as whimpered, my voice would betray me. It would sound like I liked it.

And I refused to let a single noise leave me. So I clamped my mouth shut, my teeth grinding together so hard my jaw ached. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of a single sound.

But Lucian wasn’t done.

His hand came down again, this time with full force.

echoed again through the chamber as his palm smacked hard against my other backside, the sting blooming instantly across my skin. It wasn’t playful or restrained; he meant it to hurt. He

And still, I didn’t.

entire body trembling in his grip, but I

teeth into the side of his neck where he had pinned my head down. It

he laughed like he was entertained. Like I was performing exactly

the prince behind me, his voice thick

The shame was too

couldn’t bear to see

my cheeks before I could stop them. Silent, hot

felt

marked as a slave. Not when they stripped me of my name,

for the prince to inspect—this was the cruelest I’d ever felt. Powerless. Violated.

hand stroked my back mockingly, still pretending tenderness, as he whispered low beside my ear, "Good girl. That’s what you are now. Isn’t that

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Prince Vaelen’s POV~

seem bothered at all by my

puppet, he wore the same smirk that always made

her waist like he owned her. "You caught us at a rather...

the mess of her long hair. But I didn’t need to see her eyes to know the truth. Her whole body spoke it with her stiff posture. She had turned herself into a statue,

quite good," Lucian added, his tone dropping as though he meant to share something personal. "You wouldn’t believe how obedient she is now. Sharp little tongue, sure, but that just makes it more satisfying

I didn’t trust myself to

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