Death Wolf Saga
Death Wolf Chapter 22

Volkan’s pov

I stare at the closed door in shock. How dare she talk like that with me?

Darn it!

Is this girl insane. Why isn’t she accepting the rejection. She can relieve herself of all the pain she is going through right now.

The image of her bruises flashes in front of my eyes and I punch the wall.

They looked so bad….how much pain did she suffered while I was consummating with Charlotte.

Why didn’t she take the medicines.

Is this how much she hates me.

Oh course stupid! Why won’t she hate you. You are the reason of her sufferings.

How desperately I wanted her to accept this rejection… atleast I will feel less guilty then. But she is adamant beyond her wellness.

“Your Majesty!”

My thoughts are interrupted by Jason entering. And I turn around to look at him.

“What’s it?”

He looked worried and I knew this was urgent.

“The central province. It is being attacked by the hunters. They have started the search of the prophesied one.”

“Dammit!”

I curse. Picking up my jacket and leaving. I knew this will happen one day, but I didn’t expected it to be so soon.

A war was at its beginning, if not stopped right now.

It will be impossible to stop it later.

The search for the prophesied one has started ,and if the hunters get him before us.

That day is not far when

Hell will descend on earth in the name of

‘The death wolf”

…….

“What did the Alpha say?”

Sally asks, blocking Thora’s path. Who looks down , staring at the floor.

“Your Majesty…he pardoned me.”

Sally scoffs, and the other maids chuckled as well.

“The girl is delusional”

“Alpha never pardon’s”

“Weirdo thinks she is special.’

Thora just clenches her fists, as Sally steps closer. Ordering one of the guards there.

“Alpha ordered me to begin the whipping. Get the platform ready.”

Thora looks up in horror.

“No! I swear? The Alpha pardoned me! He didn’t punish me”

“Oh really?Then show me the official order.”

“I… forgot to get it…I will go and get it from him now…”

She says, turning around to leave. To be only stopped by Bailey’s grip on her forearm.

Smirking she says casually

“Alpha has gone for some important business. He won’t return till tomorrow.”

“Wh…at?”

“It seems he has forgotten to give you a pardoning order or maybe you were never pardoned and you are lying.”

Thora’s eyes widened as she turns around to look at Sally.

“I swear! He said I will be pardoned! You…you are mistaken.”

Sally ,just gives her s bored look.

“Without a written order you can’t be pardoned. Plus the Alpha himself said to not disturb him with such petty manners and get it over with.”

“But…that was before he realised who….I was…I…”

The maids again chuckle, and Sally looks at her in disgust.

“Who you were? Do you even listen to yourself girl? “

“You are just a weak pathetic Omega who works as a mere slave in this pack. Why will the Alpha care about low lives like you?”

“No.. please…I..”

“Guards! Take her and begin the preperations.”

“Also make an announcement of the public witnessing the punishment.”

Thora is dragged by the guards but she resists…..when suddenly she sees their new Queen approaching.

Walking down the halls elegantly, with long confident steps.

A red robe , trailing behind her and maids surrounding her.

Her beautiful blue eyes, stop at her. To only have her stop walking.

Thora lower her gaze and gulp, clenching her fists.

“What’s going on here?”

Came her authoritative voice and Thora felt envious. She was perfect…why would anyone want her over this girl standing in front her.

“Greetings ! my Queen!”

She barely nods, her cold eyes sweeping over Thora once again , from top to bottom.

“Ehh nothing my Queen. Just a petty matter.”

“This girl here tarnished our reputation by sleeping around with a pack member and she is to be punished for it.”

Charlotte looks at Thora with disgust. Stepping closer to her, making the guards to step back.

Her next question making Thora’s eyes to widen.

“Are you a slu* of the pack?”

Tears sting Thora’s eyes. How can she be so heartless. How can one women ask this question from another.

“No…no…I… didn’t-‘

“How dare you look into my eyes and answer!”

“Kneel down! Now!”

Thora’s entire frame shuddered under her command. She felt too weak to resist and answer back.

Dropping down on her knees immediately.

“I…am sorry…my Queen..I-“

Charlotte doesn’t listen to her apology. Turning her back on her.

Stopping near Sally, she looks back at Thora like she is filth.

“Get over with the punishment and throw her out of my pack territory.”

“I don’t want slu** like her whoring around on my lands”

“Yes…yes my Queen.”

A sob leaves Thora’s lips. She didn’t try explaining anyone after it. Going numb to feel anything.

The guards pull her up, taking her for her punishment and she doesn’t resist this time.

Accepting her fate.

…..

Her hands are tied with chains about her head as cold winds sweep past her, the flimsy piece of clothing doing nothing to protect her from the cold.

Goosebumps appearing on her skin.

A crowd gathered to witness the punishment. Like it was some sick joke of justice.

A full moon above, witnessing the struggles of an innocent who was going to be broken yet again.

No words, no declaration, no questions.

The punishment begins directly.

The first whip hits her and she lifts up her head staring at the moon. Remaining silent.

The second whip and she clenches her fists, biting her l*p.

The third whip and her toes curls, breath coming out short.

Gulping, she hears the crowd whispering. Surprised by her ability to be intolerant to the pain and she just smiles.

If only they knew this was nothing compared to what she has suffered till now.

Another whip strikes, making a cross at her back and she could feel the shirt she wore, getting torn. B***d seeping down to reach her buts.

The person doesn’t stop , but neither does she complain.

Letting them be satisfied.

Finally 20 minutes later, the punishment ends. Her body now barely swaying from the chains, limp and bounded.

“The punishment has been served now. She is to be banished from the pack, tomorrow.”

That’s it. The whip drops as her punisher leaves.

Her clothes torn, laying tattered near her feet with b***d drops everywhere she sees.

Closing her eyes, she hears everyone leaving.

The silence of the night, calming.

She was going in and out of consciousness. The chilly winds, piercing pass her wounds like pointed needles.

She doesn’t know what time it was, but the night seemed to be much longer

Shuddering, she lets her head drop back. Trying to look at the moon.

When instead she sees dark clouds covering the sky. The moon getting veiled behind.

What a luck!

She curses, scoffing. As anyone could tell that a snow storm was approaching tonight. Seeing the fog leave her lips as she exhales, she closes her eyes.

Ready to challenge death, yet once again.