Kimberly P.O.V
In the middle of the gathering I was hanged in the air with a single rope tied around both the wrists of my hand whose other end was bound to a pillar .My body was feeling heavy. the rope was taking into my wrists. The more they pulled me up in the air the more the rope was piercing into my skin.I could feel my skin was breaking as the burning was intensifying with each passing minute .I looked up, blood started leaking out of the wounds. My legs were dangling.I tried to pull the rope when I couldn't feel my hands. Cannot tightened uncomfortably.
God what the hell are they going to do with me ? In the heat of the moment I told them I could do anything to save my father without thinking of the consequences for a minute .
Knox standing before me . He was facing the crowd. Thte entire pack was surrounding us. Their heads were bowed before their leader in respect or fear or maybe both .I can not tell.The were kneeling on the ground.