Comfort and punishment.

Anastasia's POV.

My face flushed as the memory of how the Alpha had me in his arms rushed into my mind. His touch was electric and it sent unknown waves throughout my body. For the first time in my life, I felt …safe.

It was peaceful, so calm, so…loving.

I remembered the confession he made to me a week ago. With what he did tonight, was what he said true? Did he really feel that way towards me? I was feeling so insecure even with him. I didn't want to be rejected again.

It was also still unclear to me why he wanted me. I was merely a slave – although now a worker who earns wages – and nowhere near his class. He was a freaking Alpha! The peak of nobility in every pack. We were two different worlds apart, I doubt he would really want me. I would only be used and tossed aside…like before…

I pushed the thoughts behind my mind and scanned the room I was in. It greatly contradicted the one that the Gamma had locked me in.

The lack of foul stench was the first thing to be thankful of. And th