Kidnapped by the Alpha
Even if Tristan didn’t touch me, even if he was my blood brother, he didn’t care about me.
He wasn’t even a good male.
I placed my hands on the ground, my body wet and trembling as the fine rain fell around me. I felt the cold deep into my bones, but it wasn’t all because of the rain.
Years locked in the orphanage, being the rejected one, humiliated…
But I had a dream, a hope.
Here, in this place, I had nothing, and I had become less than an orphan. Now, I was a prisoner.
Thinking of that, I realized it was the first time I truly felt like a prisoner since Marius had kidnapped me.