I woke up with a start. I tried to sit up, but I discovered I couldn’t do it properly. The events of the past night played in my head, and I couldn’t help but feel intense loathing for the man that had inflicted me with so much pain.

I looked around me quickly to discover I was still in the Alpha’s bedroom, and in slight fear, I hastily threw on my clothes and scurried out of the room. By the time I arrived in my own little room at the pack house, it was already way past seven, ...