Isolde's Pov

I woke up early with the chain still around my neck. The silver felt cool against my skin. The room was quiet except for the low fire in the hearth. Drayce sat in his chair watching me. He had that look again. The one that meant he wanted to play, the one that meant he would make me beg until I cried.

He stood up. Walked over. Tugged the chain once. Made me sit up.

"You slept well," he said.

"Yes Alpha," I answered.

He sat on the bed. Looked at me long. "Last night you took my cock in your ass so well. You moaned so pretty...