Enslaved To The Alpha King
I grabbed my pillow, the only available thing I could find and stood up from the bed immediately, and moved over to the door.
“Who is there?” I shouted.
Someone hit me from nowhere, then placed a strong hand over my mouth, preventing me from screaming. I tried to shout, and wriggle free from his grip, but he was stronger... way too stronger than me.
“Calm the fuck down, Layla,” I heard a deep familiar voice say.
“Who... who are you?” it was a muffled speech, but he got the question I was trying to ask.
“It’s me, Brody, your stepbrother,” he answered.
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