Hazel's POV
The room feels warm, yeah warmer than the cold floor we sleep at the slave house and the warm fluffy material upon which my head rests on was everything I needed to tell me that this is strange.
I know I should probably freak out at the strange environment but the feeling was too good for me to worry about, but then something seems stranger. I have left the slave house and currently stays at a guest room inside the alpha's house where I was apparently tied to a chair, how come the fluffy stuff under my head?
Realizing this I instantly freaked out, could it be that the wicked alpha has finally let me go or was I still dreaming? I snapped my eyes opening praying for the later to be the case but looking around the surroundings had me sighing.
I was still in the same room, tie
