Alisa
I walk into the Alpha’s parlour flanked by my guards. I’m so nauseous with fear that I can barely breathe.
Katrina and Hannah hold no power over me anymore, but they still terrify me. A lifetime of cruelty and harsh punishments doesn’t go away overnight.
Derrick gets up the moment I enter, loudly clears his throat, and turns to Katrina and Hannah. “Stand for your Luna.”
The colour drains from Katrina’s face as she stands up. It’s immensely satisfying. I enjoy watching her flounder and wither under Derrick’s gaze. “L- luna? Her?”
Hannah, never one for using a filter, doesn’t stand up, and instead of greeting me, says, “No way. Her? She’s a slag.”
Derrick growls and crosses the room in two massive strides. He wraps his hand around Hannah’s neck and pulls her to her feet, then he
