Chapter 122: How do you feel?

ITHRA’S POV The sound of the metal door opening stirred me awake.  “Rise and shine, Luna,” Athaliah said with a smile.  I felt weak. Too weak to say a word to her.  “Thankfully, your mate is better and he has ordered to have you out of here.” She said with a clasp and some men entered my cell. “Seeing you can’t help yourself, I thought to bring some guards to speed the transfer.” She added with a smirk and the guards picked me up roughly. I felt pathetic. I couldn’t even fight back as they roughly dragged me through the concrete floor, leaving me with bruises and scratches.  By the time I returned to my room, my once-fresh legs were littered with scars, dried blood and bruises. “You should count yourself lucky to be alive. After that stunt you pulled out there, you should be happy Cole still fancies you enough to keep you.”  She turned around and the guards followed her. “One more thing.” She said, “Don’t lose that fire in you. Who knows, maybe that’s what keeps them coming back.” A la