Hazel
Even though I was supposed to, I didn’t go home.
Not to the house where my father pretended to love me like a possession. Not to the cage where the man who should cherish me treated me like nothing but a bargaining chip.
No, I was way too angry and disgusted to face him so I told the police to take me to a hotel instead, and they didn’t question it.
Once I’d checked into my usual room at “The Monatague” hotel, I sank into the bed and allowed relief wash through me until I fell asleep.
When I woke up, my head and heart felt lighter, so I decided to do some critical thinking. I sat at the edge of the bed and wondered how to free myself from the bounds of my father and Alpha for good.
I might’ve gotten away from being his prisoner, but I wasn’t really free as long as I was engag
