Chapter TWENTY-EIGHT

Reign’S POV Pain. Pain is all I feel as the guards drag me into the dungeon. I can’t control the tears that keep spilling down my cheeks and all I wish right now is for dead to take me. The silver prison. That’s the last place I want to be in my life. Only the smell of silver alone makes me sick and right now I’ve got bruises all over my body and the least mistake will get me poison. I don’t even want to think of the torture I’m going to be getting all night. This is just history repeating itself. Me being accused of something I’m innocent of and getting thrown into the Silver prison according my mate’s orders. This is just crazy. Why did I stop in the first place? I went out there to commit suicide, I wanted to kill myself and end this miserable life of mine, but I couldn’t do it. The Moon goddess won’t let me. I tried to stab myself but the knife kept falling off, I tried to slit my wrist but it didn’t work, the Moon goddess kept protecting me and right now I can’t help but wonder wh