Bennie's POV
The weight of oppression hung heavy in the air as I worked tirelessly in Ava's room.
I had been here since the early hours of the morning and it's evening already.
My heart pounded with anger. I could feel my blood boil. Never in a million years would I have believed that I would one day serve Ava.
Ever since Bruno and Ava had taken over the pack, our lives had been reduced to mere servitude. We were all forced to bend to their every whim.
Ava had never liked me. She knew I was the only one who always stood up to her so she took pleasure in making my life a complete hell. Even if there was no work to be done in her room, she would create something. She would break a lamp if she had to, just to make me sweep it. She'd do anything to see me on my knees.
"Clean faster,
