Chapter 48

Anna’s POV Everyone must have forgotten me. No one liked me. All the love my father showed to me was a fib. He never truly adored me. He never loved me. If he did, why am I still here withering away in this trench, suffering in this dirty dark cell? I was brutally fucked and hammered by this worthless whore Lycan guard. I was humiliated every single day. I was whipped, and I was never given three-day meals. Little Isabella is out of danger and the king must be aware of what I did wrong. She must have told the king and the queen. “My sweetheart," the disgusted lustful voice of the guards rang in my ear. “My darling," he called again, but I stayed tight-lipped. “Who the hell is your sweetheart?” “Are you not the one I am calling bitch?" he said angrily as he hauled me by my hair. Ouch, it hurts. “Stop pulling my hair," I managed to enunciate. “What are you going to do if I don't stop?" he smirked, yanking it harder and more painfully. “Please, can you stop pulling my hair?" I asked polit