An untold passion

Only I could be so lucky to reside in the hell hole of the packhouse known as the Diamond pack, they are ruthless and are disgustingly charming. Many of them were unmated and their use of w****s was astronomical. I usually try to hide in the shadows but today seemed different the was an unknown presence and my heart raced in fear and excitement. "Chelsea!!" I heard yelled from behind me causing me to almost fall in the river I was gazing into lost in thought. I then felt a horrible pain at the back of my head and realized it was the alpha of the pack coming to retrieve me. He grabbed me with a handful of my hair and drug to the shed where he threw me down and told me to wash there was a job that needed to be done and that I better not screw up as I had before. With my eyes fixed to the small rock in front, I bowed my head and excused myself to get ready. Alpha Leo had already taken the liberty of picking out my clothes which basically consisted of nothing but a bowtie and a mini short that wasn't sizable to even cover a cheek. I hated being a s*x slave but I had to service them while smiling through the pain. I quickly washed my hair and scrubbed all the dirt away from my body. While dressing it felt as if I was being watched only to find no one was there. I let out a deep sigh and headed to the packhouse. * I was slim with curves in all the right places. So when I walk the skirt shimmed around my waist and the white tied-up button shirt was two sizes too small for my breast. Causing them to burst out was exploding biscuits.