Penelope
"I belong to you now, Alpha. Any name of your choice shall be my name."
The words taste like ash in my mouth, but they're necessary. Graham needs to believe I am obedient and tamed, at least for now.
He sets down the file, leaning back in his chair with a smile that makes my skin crawl.
"I like that. Intelligence paired with beauty is a rare combination and you my dear possess both." He says, his eyes sweeping over me again, slower this time.
"You still look rather pale.” He observes. “Are you quite recovered?"
He asks. I want to say no, that I am still weak but stop myself at the last moment. What if he is testing me? See if I have been faking everything?
"I am improving, Alpha," I say carefully. "The journey took more out of me than I anticipated, and the adjustment to
