Alisa
Alpha Derrick was not what I expected. Apart from the vague, almost threat that I’ll one day beg him for s*x, which I’m sure I won’t do, he was the perfect gentleman. And he's interesting. He talked about things I'd never even heard about, and I hung on every word.
He drank a lot. Polishing off two bottles of wine during dinner, and then getting a bottle of whiskey. Katrina and the other overseers at the orphanage would sometimes get drunk on the night before the full moon.
They screamed, giggled, and staggered through the academy, keeping us up the whole night. I always hated it when they stopped in the room I shared with five other girls. We were the unwanted ones, according to Katrina, and runts had to stay with runts.
They weren’t allowed to beat us, we had to stay in prist
