[Dove]
I knew that it was too good to be true.
Standing in the middle of a large concrete platform, the size of a basketball court, I was seething with annoyance and anxiety. I was annoyed at the grinning ox-brained Alpha and anxious about what I was just told.
It all started with me leaving the mansion, thrilled with anticipation for more surprises since I had just received two - a couple's breakfast and an invitation for a couple's stroll. It was probably euphoria, or his bloody scent, that made me miss all the signs.
So we met the first person, an elder who was in charge of the farmers, Patrick - a short, fast-talking man with bowl-cut hair and an overly kneaded forehead. Cole listened patiently as he rattled off about the recent weather and the reduced harvest, his son who was n
