Leona POV
My stomach churns as I step off the ship, my feet finally hitting dry land. For some reason, the Gamma sent warriors and scouts on this ship too. I was already on board when they boarded at the last minute before the ship cast off. I’ve had to stay hidden away like a rat in the bottom quarters of the ship ever since.
I wouldn’t have even known the men were scouts if two of them hadn’t been frequent customers at the brothel. They sought the mousier women, not able to handle what I had to offer, though I offered frequently. Being Lycan, not human or werewolf like the other girls, I guess I was too intimidating to the weaker customers. The alpha was the only customer that I actually felt any joy from being with anyway.
Who wouldn’t, with his dominant, aggressive bedroom manners
