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CHAPTER 9
Slave Sam hands Alpha Tate a whip. I whimper simultaneously as the Lycan does as Alpha Tate whips the Lycan across the chest. I look away, covering my eyes. Tears flood my face as the whip cracks against his skin over and over. Finally, I look up to see blood dribbling down his chest. 'Stop! Please stop!' I shout, horrified at the horrendous sight. Alpha Tate pauses and gives me a deathly glare. ‘It will be your turn next, Slave!’ The Lycan uses the little strength he has to open his eyes and look toward me. As soon as our eyes meet, I feel my body wanting to be closer to his as if I were being sucked through a portal. A sudden sense of desire consumes me. I feel incredibly euphoric. Hot sparks flow through my body as my hands glow, my hair rises, flowing around me, and my eyes are
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