An alpha female? Or a Luna?

Chapter 7 ~ hatred of lunas and lashings

I didn't like being talked to like that; that Luna, she is one of many reasons why I detest Luna's! thinking she has power over me, ha, I would kill her in an instant. Me and my wolf chuckled together at the thought. Me and my wolf didn't agree on most stuff however when it came to Luna's, we always agree.

It was the day after the party and I woke up to a banging headache, what the hell happened last night? I thought to myself, did I drink? Did I get wasted? Was I drugged? All these thoughts stirred around in my mind until my door creaked open. I stared at the door and in walked in the usual face of Dorothy, oh how I loved seeing the wise, kind face of Dorothy.

"Morning dear, how is that headache of yours?" She asked quietly, with a warm smile.

"It hurts but it's nothing I can't handle. Dorothy do you know what I did last night?" I asked with curiosity.

"I do my dear, I don't know what happened at the party but whatever did happen made you extremely angry. You stormed through the door - reeking of alcohol - you kept on screaming out how no one ever treats you with respect and how you will kill everyone who treated you wrong. I must say I have never seen you that angry, and I hope never to see you like that again. " she said with her caring smile, which could warm the heart of many.

"Ohhh, it must have been the new Luna of the light moon pack that set me off." I said with a smile. Which led to Dorothy to lightly pat my shoulder.

"Now dear, here is paracetamol and water, I expect that gone and once you've downed that have a shower and get changed. Then get to the dungeons, your father is waiting there." She said with yet another warm smile.

I nodded and did as she said as soon as she left my room. Once done showering and changing into some professional clothing. As well as downing the tablets. I walked out of the my bedroom door, on route for the dungeons.

I got to the dungeons with ease, today was quite a sunny day, so it was enjoyable. I loved to see the pups run around and have fun, whilst loving parents watched them with the caring eyes only parents posses.

I opened the door to the dungeon and walked in, closing the door behind me already missing the sunlight which brings warmth to my skin. I started going down the spiral staircase, halfway being greeted by the strong scent of death. Making it to the bottom of the staircase feels like an achievement all in it's own really...

After a quick recovery I walked down the well known corridor. The rogues whimpering at the sight of me. I indulged myself in moments like these, feeling like I finally am being given the proper authority that I should have.

I made it to the metal door which I entered with ease. Looking at the back of the door seeing the claw marks of the rogues that I tortured, the blood splattered on the door. It looked like a disturbing yet beautiful art piece.

I turned back around to yet again see Leo in the same chair as before, his what used to be gorgeous suit now ruined with claw marks and blood stains everywhere. I walked in front of him and looked at my father who was still in the shadows, I quickly mind linked him,  

'You called father' I said in a sweet tone.

'Yes I did, I believe you punished him with lashings?' He question, whilst I nodded in response.

'I thought we were going to make his punishment public?' I now questioned my father.

'I was but that was until alpha Dave begged for his sons punishment to be discreet. He said he is already embarrassed enough, so I am going to do what the alpha wishes.' I nodded in response. Alpha Dave doesn't deserve to be punished, he has done no harm.

With one quick lash with my claws Leo's top was off, I undid his shackles which held him to the chair and reattached his wrists to the ceiling shackles. I left him dangling there whilst I walked over to the table which held all the torture devices; grabbing the belt - which still had the buckle attached - ready for his lashings.

As I turned I saw his eyes and I couldn't help but to stare into them, they were gorgeous and I couldn't deny that. He had beautiful ocean blue eyes, it seemed like I was looking at the ocean through his eyes. They really were intriguing. I heard a cough from the corner of the room which made me quickly readjusted to the real world and see my father staring at me expectantly, waiting for me to give him his lashings.

I stared at the belt in my hand and back up to his eyes. I heard a voice which was screaming inside me - begging me not to hurt him. I did feel compelled a bit however it wasn't strong enough to persuade me.

I walked up towards him and swung his body around, so I wouldn't have to see his eyes.

I started the lashings, the first one sounding the most painful. As soon as the first lashing went, it felt like everything went silent. Leo now visibly had his head hung low, my father still watching on.

I kept on giving him lashings and decided after about 20 to give me and him a break. I walked over to the torture table and grabbed a bottle of water, downing it. I heard his steady breathing now, his eyes opening again. His eyes reached mine and he decided to speak,

"You know for a moment earlier I saw the real you - I saw your soul, just a second but I saw the real you. And for the first time I saw you express emotion and do you know what emotion I saw, it was regret and pain as well as a slight hint of sadness," I was quick to but in, "Wrong! I would never, and I repeat NEVER, feel sad about punishing someone who has done something wrong! Sure, I might feel regret because sometimes my punishments go a bit overboard but apart from that there's nothing." I said blankly before grabbing the belt and continuing his lashings.

From then on all you could hear is him holding back a cry, a hiss of pain held back by him grunting, as I kept on giving him lashings. By the end his back was red raw, blood dripping from where the belt had hit him - his body had become unconscious and as soon as I saw that I zoomed out of the room. As soon as I stepped out of the room I breathed a sigh of relief.