The ache in her body was unbearable.

Every bone, every muscle, every inch of skin seemed to scream in agony, as if Alpha Kieran’s punishment had carved itself into her flesh with fire instead of fists. Her arms felt heavy, her ribs throbbed with each shallow breath, and the raw sting of torn skin still lingered where his grip had been merciless.

Lia lay on the thin cot, her head tilted toward the ceiling where moonlight spilled faintly through the cracks in the stone walls. The silver glow ...