h4Chapter 56: Chapter 56/h4

    Alpha Psycho dragged me by the wrist, his ws biting into my flesh so deep I swore they would leave permanent scars. My feet stumbled on the rough stone floors as he pulled me out of the dungeon without pause. I could barely keep my bnce. The torchlight flickered against his back, casting his shadow like a demon’s across the walls. He didn’t even look back at me, didn’t care if I tripped or fell. He was a predator pulling along his prey, and there was no escaping his grip. The girl’s muffled sobs from the cell behind us were thest thing I heard from the dungeon. They faded as the heavy iron door mmed shut with a deafening finality. My heart was racing, my chest aching with every panicked breath. I had promised her I woulde back, I had promised her food and a way out but now I was the one caught. The long, winding corridors seemed endless. My bare feet scraped against the cold stone, each step echoing like a drumbeat of doom. Warriors nced up as we passed, their eyes flickering with fear before dropping quickly. No one dared interfere. No one even spoke. They all knew better. The Alpha’s wrath was something they had learned long ago not to test. The night air hit me like a p when we emerged into the courtyard. The moonlight painted everything silver, cruel and cold, just like him. His grip only tightened as we crossed the open space, dragging me toward the looming shadow of the Alpha’s quarters. My stomach twisted, bile rising in my throat. I knew what awaited me inside. He shoved the door open with one hand, pulling me in with the other. The heavy oak mmed behind us, the lock clicking into ce with a finality that made my knees weak. Inside, the room was dim, lit only by a singlentern on the bedside table. Shadows swallowed the corners, and the air was thick with the scent of leather, smoke, and something metallic blood, maybe, or maybe it was just my own imagination. Before I could catch my breath, he flung me toward the bed. I hit the mattress with a soft thud, the impact rattling my bones. The sheets felt suffocating, too soft against my skin, like a trap disguised asfort. He loomed over me, his eyes burning with something darker than rage.

    "You thought you were clever," he growled, his voice low and dangerous, a rumble that seemed to vibrate in my chest. "Sneaking food to her. Whispering promises behind my back. Did you think I wouldn’t find out?"

    I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came. My throat was dry, my voice swallowed by fear.

    He didn’t wait for an answer. With swift, merciless movements, he grabbed the leather straps at the headboard and bound my wrists tight. The rough edges dug into my skin, leaving angry marks. I struggled instinctively, but his strength was absolute. My resistance wasughable to him.

    He stepped back, and with a deliberate slowness that made my stomach drop, he pulled the belt from his waist. The hiss of leather sliding free was louder than thunder in the silence of the room. He doubled it in his hands, testing its weight, his eyes never leaving mine.

    "Tonight, you’ll learn," he said, his tone frighteningly calm. "You’ll learn what betrayal costs."

    I shook my head desperately, tears burning in my eyes. "Please A-Alpha

    The first strike silenced me.

    The belt cracked across my bare flesh with a sound like fire splitting wood. Pain exploded through me, hot and sharp, stealing the breath from my lungs. I gasped, but I didn’t scream. I remembered his warning. If you scream or cry, I’ll break your neck.

    "One," he counted softly, almost tenderly, as if savoring it.

    Anothersh. The sting was worse,yering on top of the first.

    "Two."

    My body trembled violently against the restraints. I bit my lip until I tasted blood, forcing myself not to cry out. Tears slid silently down my cheeks, soaking into the pillow beneath me. But the belt came down again. And again. Each strike seared through my skin, leaving trails of fire that burned deeper than thest. The sound of leather on flesh filled the room, punctuated only by his calm, steady voice.

    "Say it," he ordered. Crack. "Say you’ll never betray me again."

    I shook my head weakly, my lips trembling, my voice caught in my throat.

    Anothersh. "Say it."

    The fire spread across my body, and I bit down harder, my jaw aching from the pressure. I wanted to scream, to cry, to beg him to stop but the threat of his ws at my throat kept me silent.

    By the tenthsh, my body was slick with sweat, my muscles trembling from the strain of staying still. By the fifteenth, the pain blurred into something beyond words, a haze of agony that left me dizzy and faint. My tears flowed freely, soaking my face and the sheets, but not a sound escaped me.

    "Eighteen... neen..." His voice was almost pleased now, satisfied with my suffering.

    The twentiethsh fell harder than all the rest. My body jerked violently, and for a moment, I thought I would ck out. My vision swam, and the room tilted around me and Then it was over.

    And the Silence heavy and suffocating. My body was shaking uncontrobly, my skin burning with raw, open pain. The belt slipped from his hand andnded on the floor with a dull thud.

    Alpha Psycho leaned over me, his face inches from mine. His breath was hot against my ear, carrying the faintest growl. "Good girl," he whispered, his toneced with menace. "You didn’t scream. You didn’t cry. But remember..." His w traced a deadly line along my throat, just enough to remind me how fragile I was. "the moment you betray me again, I’ll snap this pretty neck without hesitation."

    My chest heaved with ragged breaths, but I stayed silent, too broken to reply.

    He released the straps, but I didn’t move. I couldn’t. My body refused to obey me. Iy there trembling, the pain radiating through me with every breath. The crazy Psycho straightened, looking down at me with something that wasn’t quite satisfaction but wasn’t anger anymore either.

    The Psycho Alpha stood by the door, his breathing heavy, chest rising and falling like a beast trying to rein itself in. His hand lingered on the whip handle before he finally let it fall to his side. He didn’t speak aloud, but his thoughts spilled darkly into the silence, sharp as knives.

    "Inner voice: Next time she dares to meddle. I will kill that girl in the dungeon with my bare hands.

    The crazy psycho was nning to kill the Innocent girl and I can’t help her anymore.

    "Inner voice: I will snap her neck right in front of this foolish omega, let her watch every drop of life leave those pitiful eyes. Maybe then she’ll learn not to defy me.

    I bit my lip to stop a gasp. He didn’t know. He had no idea I could hear the storm inside his head.

    "Inner Voice: No one saves what belongs to me. No one escapes. Not her. Not anyone.

    The crazy Alpha’s lips curved into a cruel smirk as he finally pulled the door open. With onest nce at me sprawled on the bed he stepped out, his boots echoing against the stone, leaving behind only the echo of his murderous vow.

    A sob ripped out of my chest, sharp and ragged. I pressed my forehead against the ground, trying to muffle it, but the sound still echoed in the hollow room. My tears fell one after another, darkening the gray stone beneath me.

    "I’m so sorry," I whispered, though no one could hear. My voice cracked, as fragile as ss. "I just wanted to help you I didn’t mean to put you in more danger."

    I curled my body tighter, but every movement pulled at my wounds. The pain was nothingpared to the guilt crushing me.

    I couldn’t get his thoughts out of my head. The way he imagined it the snap of her neck, her body falling lifeless before my eyes haunted me like a nightmare I couldn’t wake from. He didn’t know I had heard, but that didn’t make it any less real. His intent was there, alive, waiting. If I tried again, she would die. My heart clenched at the thought of her face. Those hollow eyes, filled with fear but still holding onto a shred of faith when I brought her food. She had trusted me. And I had promised quietly, desperately that I would help her. That I wouldn’t leave her alone in that darkness.

    Now my promise felt like a curse. I dragged myself closer to the wall, my tears still falling. My fists clenched so tight my nails dug into my palms, but I didn’t care. I wanted the sting. I wanted something to distract me from the hollow ache in my chest. Why am I so weak?

    The question echoed inside me, louder than his inner voice had been. Weak enough to let him flog me until my body broke. Weak enough to hide when he hurt her. Weak enough to make promises I couldn’t keep.

    The sobs came harder, shaking my whole body. I pressed my face into my arms, wishing I could disappear into the stone. Wishing I could trade ces with her. Wishing there was a way? Like anyway at all to save her that wouldn’t cost her life.

    I hated myself for thinking of giving up, even for a moment. But the truth pressed down on me, heavy and cruel: one wrong step, one wrong move, and she would be dead.

    And it would be my fault.

    I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing myself to remember her voice. The way it had trembled but still carried strength when she told me her story. She had lost everything, yet she was still fighting to stay alive. How could I, who still had breath in my lungs, dare to stop fighting for her?

    "I will find a way," I whispered into the emptiness, my voice shaking with tears. "I swear I will find a way."

    The words didn’t feel strong. They didn’t sound convincing. But they were all I had. A tiny thread of hope in the middle of despair. I didn’t know how. I didn’t know when. But I knew one thing: I couldn’t let her die. Even if it killed me.

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