Narrator's POV
Gabriella groaned, wiping the sweat formed on her forehead. Her legs wobbled as she staggered backwards, holding the wall for support.
She rolled at her eyes at Hudson who was mopping the floor with so much enthusiasm.
She scoffed, saying. "You so much love working your ass off, don't you?"
Hudson paused and glanced at her. "We're now slaves, Ella. So we should live with that fact."
Gabriella pulled him aside, checking around to see if anyone was around.
"What!" Hudson yelled and Gabriella quickly shushed him up by covering his mouth with her palm.
"We have to escape from this dungeon. Aren't you tired?" She asked him, frowning.
"Hey, you should just keep working. With your condition right now, you have to impress the Alpha and make him think you're now changed even if you aren't." Hudson advised but Gabriella wasn't ready to listen.
She sniffed, rubbing her chest which ached badly. She had been living in pain ever since and even though she doubted her healing, she wa
