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

of the tiny baby hairs pulling from my scalp, making my eyes

unmistakable sound of scissors cutting slowly, deliberately slowly. Snip, snip, snip, snip, before my head falls

eyes and poke at my face. She

of not being recognizable.

will look terrible and none of the guys will want

me plenty of

will make sure you don't survive the next round. There are plenty of

room retreated behind me. Punches and kicks rain all over my body again.

probably why I

just keep chanting “please help me” in my head over and over again as my cries of pain go ignored. I can’t move my arms or legs. Maybe I'm

broken, who

knew that there was a target on my back when the guys said they were taking

to be the result. I hope Sierra

warm stream of tears running down my deformed face. I can’t believe this is how I am going to leave this world, there's no way

beaten