Ryan’s POV

“Here’s your food for the day.”

The rude guard shoved the bowl of rice onto my lap and turned to leave.

I stared down at the bowl. It was pathetic. Just plain, dry white rice. No meat. No sauce. Nothing. It was exactly the same as the slop they brought three days ago. And every feeding day.

They were treating me less than a dog! Even a dog deserves more food than this starvation diet. How dare they treat an Alpha bloodline like this?

“Hey!” I shouted at his retreating back.

The guard stopped and turned slowly, looking bored. “Any problem?”

I seethed, wanting nothing more than to...