PunishmentI watched in horror as Dane picked out a whip from the many hanging off the wall. He took his hand and studied it, as if testing its efficiency. Memories of my last whipping flooded my mind and I could almost feel the pain on my body.I wanted to speak, to beg for forgiveness but the words couldn’t come out. I remained frozen in silence, watching as Dane made his way to me, taking large measured strides, typical of a man on a mission. He stopped in front of me. Since I was kneeling and couldn’t look up, I stared at his sandals. He had huge legs which thin toes which was a bit strange. His brown feet were ashy and dry as if he hadn’t put lotion on them for decades.“Undo the top part of your dress,” he said, going to stand behind my back. My body stiffened as it prepared itself for what was to come. The whip came down hard and sent pain all over my back. Then there was another, and another. I couldn’t stop the sobs that wrecked my body as strokes rained all over my back. Th

He stopped in front of me and unbuckled his belt. Just when I thought he was going to use it to beat me, he undid the top buttoning of his khaki trousers. My heart started hammering faster when he pulled the zip down and showed me dark underwear. A faint smell permeated from there and I turned my head to stop myself from throwing up.Dane let his trousers fall to the floor and pulled out his dick from his underwear. He grabbed my head and forced me to look at it. It was erect, and uncircumcised. The smell was stronger and I confirmed the origin. He grabbed his dick with his free hand and tried to force it through my lips but my teeth were clenched so hard it could not go through.“Bitch,” he let go of his stinking member and slapped me before trying again. This time I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I threw up all over his dick. When I looked at his face, Dane looked like he was about to kill me.Dane walked away from me and went to the bed, quickly grabbing a sheet and wiping his dick.

I barely slept that night. I kept turning and tossing, wondering why he had left me just like that. All my insecurities came back to me. Did I smell so bad I turned him off? Did he realise that it was a mistake? I desperately wanted to know what was going on in his mind. If he didn’t want me, why did he kiss me in the first place? Was he a psycho who just wanted to see me suffer?Eventually, I managed to sleep. I even survived the next day, thanks to all the work I had to do. MaryAnn claimed to be sick and I didn’t ask her to prove it because I needed the work in order to take things off my mind. I had not stopped thinking of that second’s long kiss. His lips had been on mine for but a second but it had felt phenomenal. I had known that I was going to enjoy it. Unfortunately for me, it ended before I could enjoy it. Which was a good thing because enjoying it would have made me crave more, and yet I couldn’t have it. Or maybe I could. Maybe he had changed his mind and actually wante

The pack house was bigger than it looked on the outside. There were four floors and so many rooms. Cara showed me all the rooms in the ground floor. They all looked grand, befitting the castle it was. The living room was large. It had golden pillars and a golden chandelier at the centre. The high ceiling was decorated with gold and blue, making it look absolutely majestic, a sight to behold. There were couches placed in three different spots of the room along with glass centre tables. Portraits were hung at different points of the cream coloured wall and grand carpeting covered up the floor. After the living room was a large rectangular hall with long tables with rows of chairs. On the opposite side was a grand kitchen, pantry and buttery. There was even a fireplace. After exploring all the rooms on that floor, we got on the large stairway led to the upper floors. The upper floors were not as interesting because they consisted mainly of housing units for several people in the pack.

Alpha Ridian rejected the food so Cara and I had to return it to the kitchen where I was scolded thoroughly by Agnes and Mary who had to start cooking afresh. The alpha wouldn’t touch anything because according to him it had been accompanied by my vomit. What a jerk. “I know what’s going on?” Cara said, turning on the water. A hissing noise spread all over the kitchen. “You felt a lot of pain in there, when alpha and Janice were having sex. That means only one thing.”“Don’t say it, please.” I told Cara. I did not want to get into any more trouble that I was already. If Ridian had not told anyone about me, it was because he didn’t want anyone to know I was his mate. I couldn’t spill the beans, or he would reject me. I was not yet sure I didn’t want him so I couldn’t bring myself to do it. “Oh my goodness,” Mary said. “Is that really true?”“We will not tell anyone,” Cara said.“No, it’s not true. Please drop this subject, ok.”“Now I get why you said you knew why he requested for yo