Chapter 220

• Jaselyn's POV
• I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat, primal and raw, as my body was wracked with fresh pain. The noise was shrill and broken, a desperate wail that echoed off the walls and filled the room with a suffocating tension. Every muscle in my body screamed in protest as Zane shook me, his grip bruising my shoulders, jerking me back and forth like a rag doll. My head snapped back, my neck straining painfully, and my vision blurred with tears, making everything around me swim in a dizzying haze.
• It felt like my insides were being ripped apart, my body rebelling against the assault, every nerve on fire. My belly clenched violently, and a new wave of terror crashed over me. I could barely breathe, each gasp of air a jagged knife to my lungs. My limbs flailed weakly, trying to push him away, to make him stop, but I was too exhausted, too broken to fight back. I felt like I was drowning, suffocating under the weight of my own pain and fear, my heart racing so fast it felt like it might burst out of my chest.