CAMILLE’S POV :
I couldn’t do anything as I knelt down in front of Alpha Aiden.
“You will be punished for your crimes,” he growled, his voice low and menacing. “You will pay for your theft with your blood and your pain. And if you dare to defy me, the punishment will be even worse.”
I closed my eyes, tears streaming down my face as the Alpha prepared to carry out his sentence. I knew that there was nothing I could do to escape my fate, and I braced myself for the punishment that was to come.
“You will receive five strokes of the whip,” he said, his voice cold and unforgiving. “This is the punishment for your crime, and you will bear it without complaint.”
I winced at the Alpha’s words, my heart racing with fear and despair. I knew that five strokes of the whip would be a harsh punishment, and that it would leave her bruised and battered. But I also knew that I had no choice but to accept my punishment and bear it with all I have.
“I understand, Alpha,” I said, my voice shaking as I fought back my tears. “I will accept my punishment”.
Alpha Aiden nodded, his expression hardening as he signaled for the pack’s enforcer to bring forth the whip, it was the same man who had whipped me the last time and I couldn’t help but get terrified as he held the whip to go on with my punishment. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the pain to come.
And the punishment began, I knew that I had been wronged, and that the Luna had turned a deaf ear to my cries of innocence. I vowed to never forget this moment, I will make it bounce back on them one day.
And then, with a sudden, sharp crack, the whip struck my back, tearing through my skin and leaving a searing trail of pain in its wake. I gritted my teeth, fighting back a cry of agony as the whip struck my back again and again, each blow harder and more painful than the last.
When it was finally over, I laid on the ground, my body bruised as I closed my eyes and let the darkness take me, my mind and body at peace for now.
ALPHA AIDEN’S POV :
I couldn’t believe that Camille will stoop so low and do something like this. After the jewelry was found in a bag in her room I was speechless, I didn’t even know what to say and I was so disgusted by the act. She deserves the punishment, she should have thought about what will happen if she was caught before she did what she did.
I knew she’s just recovering but there was no going back and she should be healed by now, I don’t care if she needs rest or not because that kind of act is not accepted. She stood there and watched how Laila looked for the jewelry and she didn’t say one word, I even had to help Laila look and she had it all this time but kept shut while other people got worked up, looking for it.
As the whip made contact with her skin, Camille let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground.
Her body was wracked with sobs as she tried to catch her breath. I stood over her, a satisfied look on my face. “She deserves it,” I said to the guards standing nearby.
One of the guards stepped forward and knelt down beside the her. “She’s fainted,” he said, feeling for a pulse.
I nodded. “Carry her to her room and send for someone to come and clean up her wounds and dress them properly,” I commanded.
The guards carefully lifted the Camille’s limp body and carried her out of the room. I watched as they left, a sense of satisfaction filling me.
I had made an example of the Camille, showing the others that stealing and other stupid acts would not be tolerated.
As she was carried to her room, I sent for the healer to come and tend to her wounds. I knew that it was important to keep my subjects healthy, even if they had earned a punishment.
When the healer arrived, she immediately set to work cleaning and dressing the Camille’s wounds. It was a slow and painful process, but the healer was gentle and careful as she worked.
After several hours, Camille began to stir. She opened her eyes and groggily looked around, not sure where she was. The healer smiled down at her. “You’re in your room,” The healer told Camille soothingly. “You fainted after your punishment and the alpha had you brought here.” Camille didn’t seem to notice me, as I stood quietly outside her room door.
She winced in pain as she tried to get up but the healer pushed her back on the bed as she laid with her stomach. “Is it over?” she asked weakly.
The healer nodded. “Yes, it’s over. You’re safe now.”
The girl closed her eyes and let out a relieved sigh.
“I saw like two scars on your back”, the healer starting talking as Camille cut her off, “yeah I’ve been whipped before, so don’t worry about that”. She told the healer as she closed her eyes.
I saw the tears roll down her face and I felt this bad feeling of regret, I don’t want to feel like I’ve done something wrong. It’s all her fault, if she just didn’t cause problems, she wouldn’t be like this.
“Did you really steal from your Luna?” The healer asked as I watched both of them.
“I hate it, I hate it when someone keeps asking me that in a way that makes me feel like I did it. What’s the point in saying I didn’t when nobody will believe me” she cried and snapped at the healer. I was about to step in and talk to her about her rude behavior before she apologized.
“Look I’m sorry ma’am, thanks for your help. Can I just be alone please?” She told the healer softly and she sniffled. The healer got up, touching her hair and making her way out of the room. I went away from the door as the healer passed and shut it.
The healer stopped then turned to me and said “She’s going to be fine Alpha but I don’t think she stole it”.