In the dark water dungeon, Leonard hung me up and tied me in a very humiliating position. "Do you know why you're punished today?"

His eyebrows knitted together, his eyes filled with uncontainable disgust.

I knew that his obsession with cleanliness had flared up again. Enduring the humiliation, I allowed him to whip me, just to atone for my sins and ask for his forgiveness. As the mate to the Alpha of Mooncrown Pack for the past five years, I was long used to such a thing.

However, when I learned that he was going to sell me into becoming a sex slave after five years together simply because of a remark from his first love, Serina, I realized then that the humiliation he had inflicted on me over the past five years was entirely fabricated.

Due to his promises, I believed he was my destined mate, endured his severe obsession with cleanliness, and forgave all the harm he had done to me.

I thought I could win back his heart as long as I waited. It turned out that everything was a meticulously plotted attack.

The pain severed me from my past; I could no longer tolerate or compromise, so I left.

However, he frantically searched for me, begging me to be his Luna and desperately pleading for my forgiveness.

I had been the mate to Leonard, the Alpha of Mooncrown Pack, for five years, but he had never marked me. Every time I touched him, he would lock me up in the water dungeon, make me take off all my clothes, and whip me hard.

One day, I finally mustered the courage to touch the bite mark on his shoulder. This time, he did not throw me in the water dungeon. Instead, he simply turned and walked away.

I felt hopeful, thinking he might finally be ready to accept me.

However, the next day, he attempted to sell me to another pack's Alpha as a private sex slave. The deal was set for two days later.

I watched him repeatedly wipe the shoulders I had touched and felt a chill in my heart.

"How dare she lay a finger on the mark Serina left on me?" Leonard grumbled, taking a sip of his whiskey, his disgust palpable. "Just touching Lydia makes me feel unclean, let alone her touching the same spot."

Suddenly, a voice nearby added, "Thanks to Ms. Serina's little reminder, we found out Lydia's sordid past. She was involved with a bunch of Rogues five years back."

"Tsk, look at how slutty she looks. It must have long been rotten down there."

Leonard laughed harshly and ruthlessly. "If I hadn't locked her up at home these five years, she would have gone out to hook up with male wolves long ago. You have no idea how desperate she was to lure me in, but just one look from her hurts my eyes."

His friend commented maliciously, "Aren’t you holding the sale in a couple of days? Sell her to those old lecherous wolves who fancy her; you'll fetch a good price. It'll also save her from her pent up desires; letting her serve others will satisfy her. It's killing two birds with one stone."

These remarks pierced my heart like knives. The pain almost made me lose my footing. It turned out Leonard thought I was worthless.

I had never slept with any other male wolf. I secretly went to the most authoritative healer at the pack's healing center for a checkup. When the healer, wearing gloves, approached me with the instruments, I trembled all over. It felt like my shame was slowly torturing me. The moment the cold instruments entered my body, I almost cried.

The healer said I had no problems, but I still refused to believe it, always feeling like I was not good enough.

Later, I developed severe depression and an obsession with cleanliness. Every time I showered, I felt like I wanted to scrape off a layer of my skin.

Five years had passed, and old and new scars covered my body. Sometimes, even a gentle touch of my clothing would cause the wounds to reopen and bleed. I had no complaints. I was willing to change anything as long as Leonard would accept me.

Since we became mates, Leonard had never touched me, let alone marked me. He said he loved me and only me back then. Why was he a completely different person now?

Countless nights, I broke down mentally, frantically demanding answers from him. He told me he had a severe obsession with cleanliness and an embarrassing hereditary disease, needing time to adjust.

I believed him.

Only today did I realize that his so-called obsession with cleanliness and hereditary disease was all lies.

Just because of a remark from his first love, Serina, he assumed I had been sleeping around with other male wolves and was a promiscuous she-wolf. That was why he had scorned me and tormented me for five years straight.

It was ridiculous. What about all my willing sacrifices over the past five years?

Leonard chose me also because my father saw his potential and ambition, helping him become the Alpha of Mooncrown Pack. Later, when my father fell ill, he entrusted me to Leonard, giving Leonard all his resources so I could live a peaceful life.

Everyone knew Leonard adored Serina, but as a mere low-ranking wolf, he was deemed unworthy of the Beta Serina.

Leonard had no choice but to accept my father's offer.

I asked him nervously, "If my father forces you, you don't have to force yourself."

He held my hand, repeatedly telling me, "Lydia, I've long since let go of the past. I've fallen in love with you. You're my only destined mate."

I believed him.

My father was happy too, but fearing I would be mistreated, he provided a final layer of protection for my lifelong happiness. "If Leonard mistreats you in the future, just go back to the pack. There will always be a place for you in Silvermoon Pack."

The night my father died, he became a different person. He frequently disappeared, leaving me all alone.

I thought he just had not fully accepted me yet and needed time. I was willing to wait just because he said we were "destined" to be together, but my five years of waiting and understanding were met with him finding fault with me, locking me in a water dungeon, and subjecting me to humiliation and beatings at the slightest provocation.

The truth was out today. I was heartbroken; even my last shred of hope was crushed. I made a decisive decision to contact my former confidant in Silvermoon Pack and leave.

"Zackrie, I want to go back to Silvermoon Pack."

When I got home in a daze, it was already dark.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Serina affectionately feeding Leonard a piece of fruit, and he smiled and ate it. Under the table, her stocking-clad foot was amorously rubbing against his calf.

It was a sore sight. My stomach churned, and I just wanted to escape immediately.

"You're home?" Leonard asked suddenly.

I froze and softly replied, "Yes."

"I've prepared hot water for you in the bathroom. Hurry and wash up." His tone was normal, and a little gentler.

I was stunned, wondering how Leonard thoughtfully prepared bath water for me.

After I stayed silent for a while, he suddenly slammed his hand on the table. "You're all dirty since you got back. Is it too hard for you to clean up?"

Serina leaned against him, smiling smugly and interjecting sweetly, "Leonard, don't do this. Ms. Lydia might just be tired from being busy. Unlike me, she doesn't know you have an obsession with cleanliness."

Leonard was enraged. He rushed over, grabbed my collar, and slammed me against the wall. The suffocating pressure tightened around me as he lifted me, pain written on my face. "I told you to go shower! You hear me?"

The shrill sound of tearing fabric rang.

He ripped all my clothes off in front of Serina, leaving me standing naked before them. My fair skin was riddled with red and swollen abrasions from years of disinfectant application.

Far from being surprised, Serina moved into a more comfortable position. Her gaze swept over my exposed skin; her eyes filled with undisguised mockery, as if admiring an object. Her blatant gaze made my chest tighten, making it hard to breathe.

Leonard took me to the bathroom door like I was a dirty rag, his eyes overflowing with disgust. It was as if even touching me would dirty his hands.

Tears ran down my face without me even realizing. I took a deep breath; it would all be over in a couple of days anyway. A shower would not hurt.

Pulling back the shower curtain, I discovered that the bathroom window was open much larger than usual. I hurried to close it, completely forgetting I was bare naked.

The window was wide open, unable to be closed.

I had just realized my chest was exposed when I met the lewd gaze of a pack of unfamiliar male wolves in the distance. They were staring at me brazenly, commenting obscenely.

"She was the most beautiful she-wolf in Silvermoon Pack back in the day. Take a good look, or she'll be sold to those old Alphas in a couple of days."

"Don't just look! We have a mission today. Make sure you can film clearly, or we will not get a good price!"

"She has a great figure. She’d be a good sex slave."

I froze. The thought that Leonard had arranged this made my heart feel as though it were being ripped apart. The pain made my vision blur as I almost fainted. I hurriedly crouched down, hugging myself tightly and curling into a ball.

The night breeze from outside the window felt like knives against my exposed skin. I trembled uncontrollably. Tears poured out as my throat was choked with five years' worth of grievances.

'If my father were still alive, I would never have to suffer like this. I miss home so much, so so much...' I thought as I desperately held back my tears, terrified Leonard would hear and tie me up so people could see me.

Outside, Serina's wanton moans blared unabashedly.

Leonard confessed passionately, "Darling, don't worry, I've never touched her. You are the one I care about most. She broke us up. A shameless she-wolf like her deserves this."

Serina's moans came in waves. Leonard completely forgot about me, and I was frozen stiff.

As dawn approached, Leonard finally opened the door, tossing me a tattered towel. "I forgot you were here."

There was not a hint of apology in his voice. "I got busy and forgot."

Just then, the phone rang, and he answered it right in front of me.

"I got the video. I did not expect her to be such a gem. Those old Alphas are eager for a figure like hers."

Leonard chuckled softly. "I told you. Do not let her current appearance fool you. She's got a good foundation. We'll definitely fetch a good price this time."

My heart went cold as ice.

Just now, not only was I seen naked by male wolves in the distance outside the window, but he even installed a camera in the bathroom to record me.

Deep fear surged from the bottom of my heart, and I could not stop shaking all over. A bone-chilling pain seemed to be slicing me to death.

I could never have believed that Leonard was like this.

He met my gaze and paused for a moment, feeling a bit guilty.

My gaze was overly quiet, as if frozen, while my lips were trembling and pale.

A moment of discomfort flashed across his face, but he said righteously, "What's that look in your eyes? I have already said I'm busy and really cannot take care of you. Is it hard for you to forgive me for a moment? Who let you come back all dirty from outside? Don't you know I have an obsession with cleanliness?"

'Dirty? Then why didn't he mention his obsession with cleanliness when he was fooling around with Serina?' I pondered.

Leonard stopped looking at me and casually threw over a gift bag.

"Didn't you say you liked this? Put it on. You are coming with me to a formal occasion later. Dress decently and don't embarrass me," he said and walked away without looking back.

I stood there, slowly picking up the dress. The moment I unfolded it, I almost scoffed.

It was not a dress; it was practically lingerie. The fabric was so thin that it was almost transparent, completely unsuitable for a formal occasion.

My heart sank. I even found it a little ridiculous that he was so casual in embarrassing me.

I did not want to wear it at all, so I hurried to the wardrobe to find an outfit of my own. However, I found that all my clothes were gone after searching the entire wardrobe. If I did not wear the dress, all I had was this moldy, tattered bath towel to cover myself. It was utterly humiliating.

When I reached the door, I realized Leonard had lied to me. It was not a restaurant; he had led me to the entrance of the market.

"Leonard." I stopped, my tone colder than ever before. "Let me go back!"

Leonard's face instantly turned grim upon hearing my remark.

Serina, dressed to the nines, covered her mouth, and chuckled before saying sweetly, "You're the star of the night, how can you not go? Right, Lydia?"

The undisguised malice in her smile sent a shiver down my spine, almost making me throw up.

His cronies joined in the jeering as they maliciously looked me up.

"Leonard went to great lengths for you. You'd better cooperate and not spoil the fun!"

"Look at the way you're dressed. Aren't you the star of the market?"

"Don't be shy. Everyone's here to admire the good stuff."

These remarks made my head spin. I turned around to leave, but Leonard grabbed me tightly from behind. "You're not going anywhere tonight."

Fear washed over me instantly. I instinctively tried to pull away, but his grip was like an iron clamp; I could not move at all.

I mustered my courage and glared at him. "Leonard, have you forgotten what my father said?"

"I told you to be good..."

Before I could finish speaking, a sharp pain shot through the side of my neck, and I instantly lost consciousness. In my unconscious state, I vaguely heard their conversation echoing in my ears.

"We should have done this sooner. Why waste time talking to her? All that dawdling almost delayed us."

"Ms. Serina's clever. This specially made anesthetic works quickly and leaves no trace, preventing her from making a fuss again."

When I woke up, I was completely bound. Thick, stiff ropes tied me up, and fear almost overwhelmed me.

His cronies surrounded me. I was their prey. A pack of hungry wolves stared maliciously at me, their gazes fixed on me as if they wanted to devour me alive.

Meanwhile, Leonard had already long left with his arm wrapped around Serina's waist.