Alpha Damien
So much.
“Don’t even think that you will have anything to eat when all this hasn’t been done with. Do you understand?” she barked at her.
As tears ran down her cheek, she nodded her head vigorously and started with the dishes again.
Ariel cursed her wretched life. She cursed her father and what he had done, she cursed everyone and, more importantly, she cursed that man and wished he could die, the alpha, whose greatest pleasure was to see her suffer. She really wished he would die.