#Chapter7

Adrian's POV

"Now remember Adrian, always stand at attention, and no talking. Do I make myself clear?" Sir says, looking down at me. The eight year old me, nods before looking away from his permanent glare.

I can't remember the last time I saw Sir smile. I just remember that he wasn't like this when Mommy was alive. Sure he still glared, but he at least smiled at me. Now Sir tells me what to do. How to do it. I'm not allowed to play with toys. Those are for babies. I'm going to be an Alpha when I'm older. I can't play with them.

Sir told me that...