Chapter 15: The Golden Collar
The morning sun sliced through the gaps in the motel curtains. It hit my face like a spotlight. I blinked and tried to raise my hand to shield my eyes.
I couldn't.
My wrist was pulled taut against the metal bed frame. The silver handcuffs bit into my skin. I remembered where I was instantly. I was in a cheap motel room on the edge of the territory. I was naked. I was shackled.
And the Alpha was watching me.
Kaelen sat in the corner of the room on a rickety wooden chair. He was fully dressed in his black slacks and a fresh shirt he must have pulled from the trunk of his car. He looked immaculate. He looked like a king sitting in a pigsty.
He held a paper cup of coffee in one hand. His eyes were fixed on my body. They traced the curve of my hip and the bru
