All Chapters of He's Whipped: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CREST POV I gasped in pain as I tried to rest my head on the floor. I was gagging for a minute before nearly passing out. Despite the fact that I am in excruciating suffering, I am still alive. My mother is caressing my back and whispering some nice words that may knock me out. "It's okay, honey. I'm always here," she said alongside me as she tried to wipe my brow with a wet towel. My heat caused my body's temperature to rise, setting my entire body on fire. I flashed her a grin that I could only manage with the effort I had left, causing her eyes to flood. I don't want my mother to be concerned about me, but I had no idea this cycle might be more difficult than I had anticipated. My cramps have returned, as has some ache in my stomach that makes me want to puke. I tried to rise up, walk to the restroom, and flush some fluids down the toilet. My mother hastily grabbed a damp towel and rinsed the vomit-soaked hair. The door then opened, and Simon entered with a clean towel, beginn

HUNTER POV "Did you check on her already?" I rubbed the space between my brows in frustration due to the stubbornness of my mother. I can't imagine how my dad keeps up with her attitude. "I have told you a thousand times, mom, you don't have to come here. She's fine. My commanders have already checked on her," I responded to her. "Your commanders? Why didn't you?" the hair on my nape stood as I heard her snap. I can imagine my dad and siblings would piss off their pants whenever they heard our mother say things in this tone. I really do want to see her, but because of what happened, I thought that she might not have wanted to see me. After all those things that I put her through, I felt guilty. Everything happened so fast, and I just can't think right at that time. Besides, my wolf was also adding up to my frustration, pacing back and forth in the back of my mind, rushing, growling, and so on. I hadn't responded to her yet as I stared at the papers on my desk blankly. "I am so

CREST POV He held my wrist and pointed his eyes at the wound I made in my palm. "It's you?" His eyes widened in disbelief. "The witches were talking about you!" he exclaimed again, at my face. He paused, looking back and forth to the wound on his side, then to the blood flowing from the wound on my hand, then to my face. "The one who was blessed by the Moon Goddess herself, a power of its own blood that heals any wound!" he stated in one gasp. 'Yeah, it's me' I uttered in my mind. I don't know if I should tell him or not, but I guess I have no choice that now he personally sees what I have done. I huffed uncomfortably and pulled my hand back slowly, as i saw that he had been healed, but he sighed and pulled my hand closer to his lips, licking the cut I made. "You can heal others, but you can't heal yourself?" he muttered with a bit of concern. I feel a little heat rushing to my face, and I guess my cheeks are red because of the sensations he was giving me by those lickings.

Crest POV My blood instantly boiled. Seeing him again after how many months? Years? When I saw his bright grin, I knew immediately what he was thinking. "I didn't think I could see you here," Bryan stated smugly, "Nice to have a father as alpha, yes? Making me a tracker, and for what?" he hissed, intently looking at my eyes. I was about to answer him, but I heard a warning growl behind me. That growl surprised me, making my back fall slightly on Hunter, feeling the vibration in his chest. I ignored Hunter's presence behind me, proceeding to answer Bryan back. Crossing my arms, straightforward eyes looking irritated at him, "Oh, I wished I had not seen you here too," I grinned back at him, "You know too well, that is not the reason why my father made you a tracker, Bryan," "What reason?" "You think my father made you a tracker for me? No, you are wrong, alphas appoint their pack members based on skills, and I guess, since you are great at sniffing, that made you one." I sarca

CREST POV "Take her bags," he said firmly to Carter. Carter immediately followed, and I noticed a little grin escape from his lips. Even without facing me, I could feel Hunter's face was serious. Yet, Carter seemed not to bother. I could feel his aura radiating firmness in all of us. His eyes gazed upon me, yet his lips are sealed. He waited for Carter to leave my side cautiously, yet Carter had other ideas on his mind. "I think she's not used to long travels, Alpha," "I noticed," Carter gazed at me, "Are you okay or do you want to ride on my back?" "Uh-" "I said take her bags," Hunter cut in. "Well?" Carter rose his brow, waiting for my decision. I looked at Hunter, and he seemed annoyed. On the other hand, Carter seemed to tease him. He grins at me, and winked. Is Hunter okay? What are you doing, Carter? "Don't make me tell you thrice, Carter," Hunter voiced out, making Carter shiver and shrug his shoulder. "Copy that, Alpha," he chuckled. "Um, which do I have to ca