“Coyle, you were incarcerated with Leo in Peru, weren’t you?” I asked him, trying to make small talk.
“Yes, Alpha, I was.” I stopped, turning to face him.
“Coyle, when it is just a few of us, you can call me by my name. There are no formalities around here. I want everyone to feel at ease around me; we’re very informal here.
“Of course, Al---I mean Piper,” he smiled at me.
“Ok, back to our conversation. What was Leo’s experience while he was locked up?”
“Honestly, all he thought about was getting back to you and killing Celeste. She would not leave him alone, wanting to make him into her s*x slave. I was relieved in a way to lose the position of her toy, forced to have her rape me almost every night when she was at the compound. But Leo dug his heels in and would not allow her to tou
