My mate is my savior

Chapter 8

Sorry for the late update...been busier cuz of school. well back to the story

(Sky's POV)

My former Alpha just gripped onto me tighter while I continued to struggle on and on. "Just...let me go."

"Not until you know your place you little runt," he growled. I heard the wretched door creak open, as if it were taunting me, wanting me to remember all of the pain and scars that I have gotten from being in this room for weeks, months even. I couldn't let him hurt me anymore. Especially since I have to take care of a pack now. "You can go to your favorite spot first," as he paused, I swallowed, "the whipping center." 

I closed my eyes and before he set me down, I worked on numbing myself.

How might you ask? Easy. A long time ago, I learned that it was possible to "create" your own world in your mind, so that is what I did. I focused, imagined how I would want it to be, and I let it "build" up in my mind. I usually go to that little part of my mind when there is/is about to be too much pain for me to endure.

I closed my eyes and imagined to walk through a door into my secret world. I could faintly hear the clasps of the chain close around my wrists. I swallowed and looked around the world. I was in the middle of the world, which was a meadow in the middle of fall. The meadow was surrounded by beautiful and colorful trees. 

I smiled at my surroundings. 

SLASH.

I could hear the whip claw at my skin, but I coudn't feel it. I knew it was going to hurt when I finally decide to go back. Because of my slight break of consentration, I entered back into reality, just as the whip sliced my back. I screamed in pain and fury. 

He chuckled, "There it is. Just what I was looking for." 

"Go. Die." I snarled at him.

His eyebrows raised up slightly, just for a second before they furrowed in anger. He took the whip and slashed it across my face, making a trail of blood trickle down my face.

writers block right now.... sorry.