Ariel was thinking again. It seemed like that was all she did these past days. She had been thinking too much since last week, when Alpha Damien had given every slave the day off except her. He had done it as a punishment because she hadn't slept the night before that day.
That day, she had worked her butt off. She had been working, doing hard work for many years now, and she thought she knew what it was, but how wrong she had been. How wrong she had been, to assume what she had been doing these past years was hard work, when she had done something far greater than it on that day when there was no other slave around to assist her.
They had all looked happy after the Alpha had announced the day free for them and had left only her in the kitchen without glancing back at her.
That day she
