Sure, the next day he apologized. He swore that everything I did was for my good and that he would never believe that of me but ... I saw the way he looked away when I laughed at a Sacha joke, or when he left my room wearing an extravagant dress partying just to annoy the Alpha and make Sacha smile. He truly believed that I wanted to stay there, a prisoner, with false smiles and false freedoms, with the executioner's blade hanging all the time around our necks.
I had ignored it but ... I couldn't deny that it had created a bit of distance between us. I had told him everything I learned, including the death of the Alpha's little brother, although I had felt seldom uncomfortable when that had happened as if he was revealing something private that I should not share. But when he continued to
