Chapter 35 Please Spare Me

Leona's POV Arrogance and boldness? I smiled bitterly, self-deprecatingly. What arrogance and boldness did I still have left, after I was abandoned by my family, my wolf had succumbed to slumber, and the looks I'd once been proud of were destroyed? What right did I have to be arrogant and bold? I was begging him for mercy for only one reason—to survive. I shut my eyes in agony, the faces of those who'd humiliated me appearing in my mind. I could no longer keep track of how many people I'd begged for mercy during the past three years, how many times I'd gotten down on my knees before someone else. Now I'd be adding Soren to the count. He wasn't any different from those who came before him. I was already used to humiliation. … The first year after I was sent to the mental asylum, I told myself I had to make everyone who'd bullied me pay. When another year passed, I told myself that I could forgive everything that had transpired as long as they were willing to take me ho