My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

Chapter 0160

I can’t call for help, or even beg her to stop, I am weak. I would beg for her to stop if I could. I can’t feel my wolf because of the silver and whatever

else has me disoriented. I just keep shouting in my head hoping someone can hear my stifled cry for help.

I don’t focus on one person, I shout out to the whole pack, praying someone can hear me. Maybe Oliver and the twins can feel my agony, anything to

stop this.

But, maybe they can't since there is wolfsbane blocking my connection. Maybe my wolf is the only connection I have to them. Maybe she’s the reasot

we connect with them. It's not because of me. I am still just the unwanted spare. I can hear muffled conversation around me, but I can’t make

anything out through the blinding pain.

My head is whipped back and someone has a firm grip on my hair. My body makes an involuntary noise of agony. I still can’t see anyone, but I can

several of the tiny baby hairs pulling from my

scissors cutting slowly, deliberately slowly. Snip, snip, snip, snip, before my

poke at my face. She cut off my hair. What is wrong with her? I'm already beaten

of not being recognizable.

heal, you will look terrible and none of the guys will want to look at you or to

me plenty of time with the Alphas. And

plenty of wolves willing to help me

heels clicking on the tile floor of the locker room retreated behind

probably why I can’t see,

me” in my head over and over again as my cries of pain

they're broken, who

said they were taking Sierra and I to this stupid ball and hanging out with us,

I hope Sierra isn’t

of tears running down my deformed face. I can’t believe this is how I am going to leave this

time. Drugged and beaten in the locker room of my