Chapter 10 Punishment of Luna

Two men escorted me into a pristine white house. It exuded opulence, adorned with plush carpets and lavish golden accents. I surmised it to be the shared residence of Alpha and Luna.

Daisy forcefully brought me to my knees in the center of the hallway. Seated on a crimson leather sofa, Katharine held a delicate teacup in her hand. She calmly interrogated me, leisurely blowing steam from her cup.

"You're the slave my husband bought at auction?"

"Yes.." I lowered my head and answered cautiously, "My name is Aray."

"I hear you've been sleeping in Alpha's room for the last two nights?" Catherine set down her glass and stared at me as she cocked one foot and folded her arms across her chest.

"Yes... Yes, "I felt a chill envelop my body.

"How dare you seduce an alpha? Catherine snapped.

"No, I didn't... "When I looked up, I met her piercing, jealous gaze.

"How dare you quibble?"Catherine sneered disdainfully. "I've encountered slaves like you countless times, eager to find their way into their master's bed. Tell me the truth, or I shall administer punishment."

"I didn't seduce Alpha." I will explain.

"Then why did he keep you in his room?"

"I got hurt and woke up in Alpha's room." I whispered.

"Let me guess what you did." Catherine glared at me, "I heard you seduced Jim in training school before, but he turned you down. When you come to the estate and meet Jim, you open your legs to him again, and when he rejects you again, you take advantage of Alpha's passing to frame Jim for raping you. As a result, you get Jim beaten up by Alpha, and at this point you are playing the underdog and deliberately trying to gain Alpha's sympathy. That way you can climb into Alpha's bed, right?"

"No. Jim tried to rape me, and Alpha saved me." I cannot believe Jim turned the tables, he turned himself from an abuser into a victim.

Catherine fell silent, her perfectly made-up face darkening. Instantly the atmosphere in the room stiffened.

"You think we're going to believe in slaves?" Daisy, who was now standing behind Catherine, chimed in, "In my opinion, it was you who deliberately seduced Master Jim as he passed by, and then framed Master Jim when Alpha found out that he was trying to rape you."

I knew that if I told the truth no one would believe me. Catherine was just looking for a reason to punish me, to take it out on her son.

"No. Jim tried to rape me." My tone was low but firm.

"Until now you haven't been wrong. What a hard-nosed slave." Catherine sneered, "Daisy, teach her a lesson."

Daisy came up to me, and she raised her hand and slapped me in the face several times in a row. She did not stop until my head was buzzing and blood was pouring from the corners of my mouth.

"Luna says you're wrong, you're wrong, and you should beg Luna's forgiveness if you don't want to be abandoned a second time." Daisy said fiercely.

What is wrong with me? However, Luna held the same authority as the Alpha when it came to punishing slaves, and she had the power to banish me from the pack without the Alpha's consent. If I were expelled from the estate, it would mark the second time I would be abandoned as a slave. That would mean being sent to work in the mines, a place of sheer torment for werewolves. Aray, surrender to her.

Don't! I am not at fault! I could not suffer injustice. "Begging Luna's forgiveness!" Daisy exclaimed, "Admit to Luna that this is all your fault!"

"What I said is true." I said it word for word.

Catherine locked her gaze with mine, using her red-painted fingernails to lift my chin. I could see the burning anger in her eyes.

"No wonder my husband is smitten." Catherine looked at me and said, "What a pretty face, perhaps I should leave something on it that you'll never forget!"

What was she going to do to me? I was horrified.

"Daisy, it's time to mark this slave," Catherine said coldly. "Just mark it here."

I knew that the mark she referred to was the branding of a slave, where every slave's hand was marked with the name of their master. And my master's name is Devon .

"Yes, ma'am," Daisy acknowledged as she left the room. When she returned, she was carrying an iron bucket. She placed the bucket on the ground, revealing the glowing charcoal inside. Daisy dipped an iron monogram into the charcoal, waiting for it to turn red before imprinting it on my arm.

"So she can remember the mistakes she made," Catherine sneered. "The mark should be imprinted on her face."

"Don't!" I screamed in horror. "It's against the rules."

As the glowing iron neared my face, I realized that it would not only ruin my appearance but also prove fatal.

"I am in charge here," Catherine glared at me.

I observed Daisy, holding a red-hot iron, stealthily inching closer to me. Instinctively, I tried to escape, but Daisy called out to the guards stationed outside.

"Someone, apprehend this girl!"

A guard swiftly entered, grabbed me, and pinned me to the ground. One side of my face pressed against the carpet, while the other faced the sky. Daisy approached, wearing a sinister smile as she teasingly waved the iron near her nose.

"Your face shall become a beautiful canvas," she taunted, raising the glowing iron in her hand.

"Stop!" I reached out, catching her wrist with one hand, desperately attempting to defend myself.

"You insolent slave! How dare you resist me?" Daisy shouted, her grip exerting such force that the searing heat of the iron neared my face.

"Quickly, Daisy," Catherine urged impatiently. "Can't you handle a mere slave?"

"Someone, help me restrain her hands!" Daisy called out.

Another guard entered and seized both of my hands, rendering me completely powerless. The scorching heat from the glowing iron stung my eyes as I struggled in their grip.