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Getting out of there

Emilia’s POV

Pain wracks my body as I lay curl up in a ball on the dungeon floor. Fuck that bastard. I don’t know who the hell he thought he is by picking me up and carrying me back to that dumbwit Alpha.

I gingerly roll over on my other side, praying the pain goes away soon. Everything freaking hurts. After Alpha Kade dropped me on the ground in front of Alpha Jackson (further damaging my already broken ribs—it didn’t help anything with me fighting him the entire way from the forest to the flipping ballroom, my dickhead Alpha allowed Kendrick and Ozara to choose my punishment.

Guessed what I am subjected to now? Yep, you guessed it! Another fucking beating and I earned myself a week in the cells. Very cliché, don’t ya think? I’m in the dungeon. They promised me I would get one meal a day, one bottle of water, and a thin ass sheet to keep me warm, so I don’t die of hypothermia down here. Even though this sheet isn't doing anything to keep me warm down here.

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