"Haven't you gotten what you wanted, Alina?" Camila asked with a tired voice. She was still nursing the wound she had gotten from the alpha's guards. They had whipped her so badly that the night clothes she had been wearing since morning were torn into pieces. The mark left on her bark burned, and when she tried to scratch the itchy place on her back, she was shocked when her fingers touched the wetness left there. Blood had slipped to the extent that it had accumulated and made a pool at her feet.

"I didn't think that you would accept defeat that quickly." Alina laughed, wrinkling her nose at the...