***Rhett’s Mate POV***
I glowed red and orange, I knew I wanted to protect those girls and that is all I could think about. I don’t know how that happened. I just knew that I finally had the strength within me to fight back. That there would be no way that I was going to let myself or these girls have to face another damn second of this torture and abuse.
A newfound strength surging within me. I felt like I wanted every single one of them to burn. Just to be lit ablaze and torched to ashes. They didn’t deserve mercy. They never gave us any mercy. Especially me. Why would they get any themselves?
The last few times I was beaten though, it didn’t feel as difficult as the times before. Like something was sucking the pain away. I felt numb to it all, feeling the contact, but not being able
