Kyle
It's been two days since I started living in the packhouse, and truthfully, I was getting bored of it already. I practically can't go out without an escort or guard, and it is getting very annoying.
One of the reasons I agreed to stay was to have a little bit of fun. My supposed mate is clueless about what fun is. He ignores me and pretends I don't exist.
But I won't have it any other way because Richard is a spoiled, proud, and self-centered jerk.
I checked to see that it was already 5:00 in the morning, and my stomach started groaning for food. I am a heavy eater, but since I got here, I most often pretend to be content with little or no food during dinner.
When we eat together, I have to pretend that I am satisfied with the little everyone else is having.
I got out of bed and
