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CHAPTER 52 - CULPRIT

TASHA

“Get up!” the head of the combatant ordered me when he arrived at my cell. He was followed by some of the warriors of the pack and three older men dressed in a medieval type of clothing. It was the first time that they appeared inside the packhouse.

They started cuffing my hands together and suspending my wrist to a hook in the ceiling. Instantly, it restricted my movement because my feet could barely touch the ground. He entered my cell with a braided, long whip on his hand. Right there and then, I knew that they would put me in a torment just like what they did to Ava.

“Ah!” I cried as searing pain resurfaced my body after the first whip has been granted. The affected part of my body prickled with heat which made me fear the rest of the torture. The reality of my predicament trumps my willingness to protect the perpetrator.

“Greet the council!” he commanded before hitting my body again…and again…and again. I shouted in pain when I felt my blood dripping from my back and legs.
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