DPOV
I finally plucked up enough courage to go have a chat with Alberta. It'd been three days. Three days of torture. Rose had kept up her "Self-Control Training" and each "session" was making it harder to refuse her.
She'd been asking about trying to shift in the middle of a fight, but in order for that to happen, I'd have to see her naked. If I saw her naked that would be the death of me. There would be no stopping my Alpha. He'd take her without a moment's hesitation. So far, I'd only allowed myself the occasional fantasy to keep me sane, but it didn't seem to be helping. If anything, the fantasies made it worse.
The dreams weren't helping, either. I was no longer having nightmares, which was a good thing, but the nightmares were replaced with erotic dreams. Sometimes we woul
