Rhea's grip tightened on the whip handle, her smile feral. She snapped her wrist, and the pink leather split the air with a violent crack that rattled the walls.
The next strike carved across Nikki's shoulder.
"AHHHH!" Nikki shrieked, stumbling back as her hand clawed at her skin. A welt rose angry and red against her pale flesh. "Have you gone mad?!"
The whip whistled again, curling across her thigh. The crack was deafening, like gunfire in the small room. Nikki's scream climbed higher, her legs folding beneath her.
"Stop! Stop, you mongrel!" she sobbed, her voice raw. "I'm the Alpha's chosen mate, you'll pay for this! I'll make you beg before I'm through!"
The third strike tore across her back. Nikki collapsed to the rug, clawing at the floor as sobs ripped through her throat.
"Smile, Nikki," Rhea snarled between lashes, her voice thick with dark satisfaction. "Smile while you choke on your own medicine."
