Aria's POV
Six weeks had passed since I became a slave; six weeks since I had manipulated Alpha Logan into sharing my bed.
My baby bump was starting to show. I had been trying my best to cover it with large dresses, hoping no one would notice, but I knew it was more than enough time to let Alpha Logan know about it.
I sighed, wiping the sweat from my brow. Being a slave in a pack house this large was a lot of work, but I knew I had to do it for myself and for my child.
As I cleaned the table top in the kitchen, I heard someone come in. I looked up and saw the girl who had bullied me on my first day, walk in with an armful of leeks.
Her name was Erinne. I had learned her name quickly enough after that first encounter.
Erinne dumped the dirty leeks on the table I had just cleaned, ma
