Nyala
Fear gripped me as Alastair curled the belt in his hand and took another step towards me. "What... are... you doing?" I stammered, my legs going weak.
"Teaching you a lesson, of course. Heard what you did to Warren. You had the audacity to assault him," he spat.
My eyes slightly widened when I felt his hand smack my butt. I thought I would get lashed with the belt. "You not only have a big mouth, you don't value your life."
I swallowed hard. No matter what, I would always defend myself. "If you had an ounce of sympathy for one's life, you wouldn't have killed Teagan! You're a murderer," I accused, anger bubbling up inside me.
What I felt next was intense pain in my arms. A wince escaped my lips, and I didn't have time to react to the belt he had lashed at me when he yanked me fo
