Who would get used to pain? You could get hurt a million times, but the intensity of pain that you would feel would always be the same.
Adelia smiled with tears in her eyes. Her daughter didn't deserve any of these.
She was not the devil the alpha was thinking about. Her soul was so pure. It was the purest of them all in the pack. But the alpha was too blind to see it.
Cynthia gasped when her mother reached out for her face. 'Mom! Your arms!' she exclaimed upon seeing the bruises that the silver bars made.
Adelia shook her head.
'Stop worrying about me, Cynthia. This is nothing compared to the pain that you're going through for a sin you've never committed. I'm sorry if mom cannot protect you from all the danger and pain you're getting from them. I'm sorry for being weak.' Her tears were endless.
Truth be told, a mother would be hurt more if she saw that her child was in pain.
Cynthia couldn't stop her tears anymore. Her vision blurred because of the tears in her eyes. She caressed her mother's hands and kissed them.
'I miss you so much, mom. I'll be fine. Just promise me that you'll stay strong while I pursue father's trust.'