Anna's POV
The moment I step into Alpha Razor’s room, I want to throw up.
There are naked girls everywhere—on the bed, on the floor, some lounging by the corners like broken dolls. Their eyes are hollow. Their bodies look used, bruised. Bile rises in my throat.
How can anyone be this cruel to their own kind? How can a person—no, a monster—reduce fellow humans to this?
From the corner of my eye, I see Piper trembling uncontrollably. Kate shifts beside her, biting her lower lip, trying to keep it together. Mara’s face is blank—scarily blank. Like she’s gone somewhere far in her head, disconnected from reality. Then, a door at the back of the room swings open.
A man walks out.
He’s shirtless, lean but muscular, and impossibly handsome. He looks no older than twenty-five, and the moment
