Jenny

I just couldn’t even see the Alpha Kwan face, maybe because his name echoed my mother's words about being a slave and this shit. But when he walked closer and when he asked me about my name and my job. I just felt aches in my chest. He scared me, but his tone.

He didn’t look like a gentle Alpha for me, as Zachary had said. Something weird about him as if our paths might cross over again or as if we met a long time ago in an unfortunate incident. I had no idea.

All I was able to do was run away. I wanted to go to...