Two men escorted me into a pristine white house. It exuded opulence, adorned with plush carpets and lavish golden accents. I surmised it to be the shared residence of Alpha and Luna.

 

Daisy forcefully brought me to my knees in the center of the hallway. Seated on a crimson leather sofa, Katharine held a delicate teacup in her hand. She calmly interrogated me, leisurely blowing steam from her cup.

  "You're the slave my husband bought at auction?"

 "Yes..“ I lowered my head and answered cautiously, "My name is Aray."

"I hear you've been sleeping in Alpha's room for the last two nights?" Catherine set down her glass and stared at...