I woke up with my stomach twisting. What had I done? Letting them… use me like that. Me begging, trembling, letting three alphas take over my body.
At Bloodfang, I’d learned to survive at the bottom, but even then, no one had treated me like last night. Not like I was a toy. Not like… a s*x doll. I deserved better. Even as a half-breed who couldn’t shift, I deserved respect.
I needed a plan. I needed a pack that would actually accept me, not see me as… this. My first step: learn about the packs nearby and figure out where I could truly belong.
The smell of bacon dragged me downstairs. Cassius stood at the stove, flipping strips with a tight smile. Without a word, I pulled out plates and utensils, trying to focus on normal.
“You okay?” he asked, voice low, rough like he’d just rolled ou
