Pain constricted my body like a snake as cold metal sliced my leg. I winced, giving up and taking the punishment. I had almost given up on Xander to find me. It has been hell for me, and hell waiting for him every minute of every day. My heart pulled at my chest too often, thinking he was close, but he never was. Aria stopped talking to me, and I found that a sign of my depression that had taken over my brain. You really can't live without your mate, can you?
I barfed onto the floor as the man who punished me, all too horrible for me to ask for his name, finished slicing my leg. I crawled to the bathroom, rubbing alcohol like I did many times before and cleaned the cuts. I was nearly hoping he would punish me and cut me every day just so I could bleed out and leave this place to the open
