Chapter twelve:

AMELIA’s POV “Noooo!! Amelia!!” I heard Charles yell. Tears streamed down my cheek as I watched him struggle to handle the creatures, while trying to reach out for me at the same time. I closed my eyes when I felt the cold blade on my skin. Maybe this was my punishment, for trying to escape my cruel fate. I should have just stayed at the pack and endured everything. What more could happen to me in the pack than the usual maltreatment and over working? I had been too greedy, I had wanted more. I wanted to feel that taste of freedom, to be finally free from being called names, from being subjected to breeder, from being reminded of my status. Now here I am, about to be killed. The life of the one person who cared for me, was at risk all because of me. Maybe I shouldn't have agreed to escape with him. I should have just stayed and face the punishment. Even if the punishment was death, I would gladly die, as long as Charles wasn't implicated. But now, not only would I die, Charles would a