Fated reborn - Chapter 144: Chapter 144

Lunawyn's POV
I opened my eyes slowly, blinking constantly because my vision was blurry. I wanted to bring my hands up to my eyes to clean them, but I couldn't. I was restrained by heavy ropes that tied my hands and legs to a chair. I looked at the ropes in confusion.
"Where am I?" I exclaimed, racking my head to remember what happened.
The room was dark and had the same setting as the room Victor captured me in.
"Is Victor behind this?" I said angrily as my memories pieced back together. I had been kidnapped, but I had no idea who these men were. They wore masks on their face all of them, even the driver.
"Victor, you're gonna pay," I said with an angry face. Why would he do this to me? I thought. I had already told him everything he asked me about. What else does he want?
I tried pulling my hands from the restraints, but it ended up straining my veins.
"Ahh!" I yelled in frustration. I strained myself to get free from the ropes. I tried shaking the chair back and forth, but I ended up falling, leaving a loud banging sound that echoed around the room.
"Ouch," I winced in pain as I felt blood on my lips. I licked it because saliva always helps with subsiding bleeding.
Just then, I saw a figure emerging from the shadows. I squinted my eyes to capture the person's face, but as the person came closer and closer, they gradually turned into strangers. someone I hadn't seen in my life.
"Hello, miss," the person said. It was a man holding a suitcase in his hands, his mischievous laugh echoing around the room.
"I'm Mr. Martins... I'm here for your torture session," he said, walking toward me. I still couldn't get a clearer vision of his face since my head was upside down.
He walked toward me and raised the chair up, making me sit straight. He put his suitcase on the floor and bent down. He zipped the suitcase open, and my eyes widened in shock, seeing different types of torture tools.
This guy really means it, I thought. I had assumed he was joking when he mentioned a torture session.
"Should we start with this?" he said, raising a sharp hand knife as he stared at it. "No, it'll be too painful," he said, dropping it but he didn't let go of it.
"Okay, I guess I'll just use it," he said, standing up and holding the hand knife in his arm.
I looked at him with an angry face. I didn't want him to see I was scared. That would give him more advantage.
But none of my tactics would work. We were alone, no one to save me, and my hands were tied. I was so hopeless, I thought.
"Ahh!" I yelled as he slashed my leg with the hand knife.
"What the hell are you doing?!" I gritted my teeth, trying to bear the pain.
"I'm torturing you... I was paid and ordered to do this," he said and punched my face.
The impact of the punch made my face spin. I fell on the floor in an uncomfortable position, the chair on top of me. He came closer to me and stepped on the chair, imposing all his force on me. My whole body started to ache.
He removed his leg from the chair and bent down to look at me. He held my chin tightly and squeezed it.
"Next time, you won't go close to Alpha Luciano... oh, I forgot, there's no next time because you're ending here," he said. I didn't care about his words. I was busy waiting for the right time to run.
I pulled my face from his grip and looked at him angrily.
"You're acting tough, huh?" he asked and raised the chair up again.
Just then, he landed a slap on my face. I felt my whole body freeze for a moment, but he didn't stop. He wanted to slap me again, but a voice behind him interrupted him.
"That's enough for now," the feminine voice echoed around the dark room, her red heels shining in the darkness. She came closer to Martins and me. Martins greeted her, and she replied.
Her face looked familiar. I racked my head trying to remember where I'd seen her, but I couldn't recall. She looked at me with a mischievous smile on her face.
"Let me make it easy for you... I'm Alpha Luciano's fiancee, the future Luna of this pack," she said, tapping her chest.
Now I knew her. She was Florian, Alpha Luciano's fiancee, the one he never regarded. I laughed and looked at her before saying,
"I know you nowa,, the one he disgraced at the party... I have some questions to ask... does he even know you?" I mocked.
She looked at me with a confused face.
"You're so dead," she said angrily. I laughed, seeing how frustrated she was.
"You're not even scared that I saw your face, and I'll tell Alpha Luciano that you kidnapped me and called a psycho to torture me," I said and forced out a yawn.
She looked at me, confused, and gritted her teeth in anger, while Martins rushed toward me holding the hand knife. He wanted to stab me but was quickly held back by Florian.
Martins gritted his teeth. "Let me finish this!" he yelled. Oh, that was close, I thought. Even though I was acting tough, I was still scared.
"No, not yet... I have some questions to ask," Florian said as she let go of Martins.
"Why do you think he likes you? Or do you put him under a spell?" Florian asked. I looked at her with a weird expression.
"No... we beauties doesn't use love spells... and in fact, I'm his mate," I replied and furrowed my brows. I was purposely doing all this. She gritted her teeth and looked at me.
Just then, one of her men came in, breathing heavily. She turned to look at him.
"What's wrong?" she asked nonchalantly.
"Ma'am, we've been ambushed!" his voice echoed through the whole room as she gasped.