Sam’s POV
I spent the next two days laying on my cot. I couldn’t move. Alpha Aarom made good on his promise and I learned to never go against him again. He made me regret even being alive. I wanted nothing more than to die. He took my innocence and beat me until I was unconscious.
The door to his closet was thrown open, and he stood in the doorway “get up, you have chores,” he growled out and I rolled my sore body up and sat on the edge of my cot. I pulled some clean clothes off my little pile and slipped them on, and walked out to the bedroom.
“I want the ballroom cleaned today.”
“Yes sir,” I told him as I kept my eyes down. I couldn’t look at this man or I would cry again.
“I am announcing my engagement to Amelia and you will take care of anything she wants.”
“Does that mean,” I st
