The Wolfless Luna's Revenge: Returning With His Secret Twins Chapter 91

[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]

I gasped violently, followed by the excruciating pain of the wounds around my wrists and ankles and body spasms, as I scread in agony.

My body twitched to the side. I gritted my teeth as the flesh on my wrist hissed and sizzled under the burning effect of the silver chain. I looked at the wound and it was deep and white with the edges blackening like a toasted at.

A tear ran down my face as I pursed my lips and suppressed a sob. My throat was so dry it felt like I was swallowing hot sand while my voice turned raspy and hoarse. There were terrible cracks on my lips and dry skin started to peel off of it. Every inch of was screaming in pain. There were hours when I couldn’t feel anything but to beg soone to just kill and end this misery. I could feel myself slowly fading when the pain got intense and there was no one, nothing in this g*dd*mned place to help . Or even hear my pleas.

I woke up again to the sound of the dripping water. My coughing reverberated all over the empty, dark place as I looked around. My brows deepened as I heard sothing strange. Sothing like a murmur of soone with words that were beyond my comprehension. Sorcery? Could it be a witch who got and imprisoned in this place? My senses sharpened, desperate to know more—hoping I could talk to the culprit and make a deal with him or her to get out of this place. But the question is, are they willing to listen?

They hated enough to make suffer like this. They used silver chains and left to rot in here. They wanted dead. They wanted to erase from Dominic’s life and never to co back to Silver Crest.

Another gasp escaped from my chapped lips when I heard heavy footsteps coming towards . I held my breath when I saw a tall, huge silhouette of a man stepping out of the darkness. I squinted my eyes when he lit a small oil lamp, bright enough to see my worn-out face.

“W-Who are you?” My voice was raspy as I looked helplessly at the man. His face was covered with black cloth. I stared at him, trying to see the color of his eyes, but I was too dizzy that my eyes couldn’t focus. My vision was too blurry for to see anything familiar on his features, and I was too weak to speak. A whimper escaped from my lips as I turned my head side to side and closed my eyes. The world seed to be spinning when I focused my eyes on sothing. It made my stomach feel so sick and famished.

Sothing about the man made him look familiar to , but I couldn’t tell whether it’s the feeling of his presence or his scent. I had a feeling I had t him before, but I was too weak to think. I was too exhausted to even beg the man to free from the chains.

“Samantha.” The voice of the man was deep. He even sounded like a robot—like he was using sothing to alter his voice to make it unrecognizable. “I bet you already have an idea why you are here.”

“I don’t!” I spat at him and grimaced. It was as if I was swallowing sharp knives down my throat. “Take these chains away from !”

The plan was to convince the man that I was too weak to fight back. But my response was harsher than I intended. Great, Samantha. Good work.

“I’m afraid I can’t,” he answered, which dropped my heart to my stomach. “You are here because you think too highly of yourself to think you can be the Luna of the Silver Crescent after you ran away from your responsibilities years ago. And now you are here as if nothing happened? You are a deserter, woman! And that ans you have no loyalty to the pack and to us, people! And a deserter deserves death! Slow, painful death!”

I even heard his quiet laughter as he stood beside the operating table with his lethal eyes glaring down at . There was pure hatred that made confused. What did I do to this man for him to torture like this?!

“Where are my kids?!” I snarled. I felt like my throat was going to rip open as I glared at him with bloodshot eyes.

“Relax. I have no business with your children. It’s only you I need.” His voice was deep and guttural as he leaned closer to . He did an impressive job masking his scent from . “You know from the very beginning that you have no future in Silver Crescent, Samantha. You shouldn’t have co back. You put yourself and your kid’s life in danger. I know what you are hiding from everyone, and I won’t think twice about killing your children if you don’t do what I say.”

“What do you want?” I asked croaking, “Why are you doing this? What secret are you talking about?!”

“I know you and your kids are descendants of the Primordials!” He snarled at like I was so kind of a beast to him. A wild beast that he feared. I want you and your children to get out of Silver Pack and never co back. I want you to reject Alpha Dominic and swear you are never going to see him again! Silver Crescent does not want you here. Your neglect of duty as the forr Luna of the pack only mirrors what kind of leader you are.”

“You have no idea why I was forced to leave!” I growled at him and groaned when the silver chains burned my wrists after I pushed myself up the operating bed, “You have no idea of the pain I went through to make decide to leave Silver Crescent!”

“We don’t care about your pain!” He yelled at and wrapped a silver chain around my neck.

The pain was so intense I saw dark spots in my eyes as my skin sizzled and burned. I scread as the tal dug into my neck.

I didn’t know what happened next. Everything just turned black as I succumbed to nothingness.