Chapter 11

My eyes adjusted to the sun as soon as I was out in the open. A crowd had gathered and they were waiting; waiting to scorn me.

Yes, it is the trend in Moonlight Pack. Everyone is always on the lookout for the initiation, anytime anyone is demoted to a slave.

This is a typical initiation. I had become a spectacle. The reality of my new status hit me hard as I stared into the mocking face of the crowd.

Becca and her mother were at the forefront. My father was not in sight, Stanley wasn't in sight either, but I could feel his presence.

"Ahh!" I yelled as a whip descended on my shoulder.

"Move!" One of the guards ordered and lashed me again. At the second whip, my dress tore exposing my flesh and a great part of my left breast.

There was nothing to be ashamed of, Prince Regan already stripped me naked the previous day.

My senses seemed to have become dull to pain. I was whipped at intervals and I barely felt the pain until I saw blood flowing down my dress.

"You look delicious, baby,"