Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 96

Chapter 96

Alora’s POV

It was cold… it was always cold down here…and dark. There was a very small glow coming from the dirt covered window on the other side of the basement. I was curled up on the damp stone floor, up against the support beam I was chained to. I could hear something dripping from somewhere. I was covered in blood and my own filth. I had been down here for so long. The last of the wounds from the recent whipping sealing shut. Then I hear a slam as the upstairs door shuts and Sarah lets out a shriek for her mother.

I start to shake, I know what’s coming…she’ll be coming down here soon…and she’ll start on me again. More shrieking goes on upstairs before the basement door is slammed open and shut with loud bangs. Sarah stomps down the stairs and over to were I am and then kicks me in the stomach, once, twice, three times. I felt close to vomiting from the blows. I don’t understand a word she’s saying, I’ve stopped listening to her ranting a long time ago. O

I try and sit up in an effort to stop her from kicking me again, but I was weak from blood loss and lack of nutrition, they haven’t feed me in days. Before I can move farther she slaps me, causing me to fall back down on the ground. She keeps slapping me, I lost count of how many slaps she gave me. Then she stops breathing heavily for a moment, she looked like a demon from hell to me, her face twisted in anger, her hands looked like they were about to claw me. (2)

Then she walks over to the table. No…no…please…Goddess….no… But my silent pleading went unanswered. She came back with her leather roll of knives. She took out one of her favorites. It was a six inch, double sided blade, a dagger really. I knew begging and pleading with her wouldn’t get her to stop, it only brought Sarah pleasure. So I refuse to scream with the first cut, a deep slice down my thigh.

She looks mad that I didn’t voice my pain, my blood isn’t flowing as fast as she’d like either, but then…I’d already lost so much of it. She buried the dagger in my shoulder, and I have to bite back another scream as the silver sears my flesh and the blade goes out the other side. My body is trembling with the pain and blood loss. Her face twists even more as she becomes furious at my lack of response to her torture. 2

slaps me a few more times. My lips are already split, blood

was more fiery pain, my vision was becoming

 

the blade out and stabbed again, twisting the blade inside me, she does it again, driving my agony higher getting more screams of pain from me. I feel large hands on both of my upper arms, they were

this time, digging deep and twisting the knife, causing another agonized scream of pain. The voice is yelling again “Alora please wake up baby, wake up, come back to me.” I realized that voice wasn’t supposed

 

would have never been down here in this basement. Then my eyes snap open and I see Damien’s worried agonized face, there were tears in his eyes, I reach a hand up and say “Damien.” or I tried to anyway, my voice was hoarse and my throat hurt. My body was

me holding me so tight and close to him, he sits up and puts me in his lap, rocking me back and

tell him, upset that he had to

are you

having to see that.” I tell him, my voice

“You have nothing to be sorry for. Nothing! You were a victim, none of that was your fault. I’m also your mate. It’s my duty and honor to take care of you, in every way possible,” he

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