IN BED WITH A ROGUE

April's POV

As I lay there, my body battered and bruised, I couldn't help but feel a burning rage coursing through my veins. Winston's smug face hovered above me, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he whispered, "You're mine now. Forever mine."

I forced a smile, my voice barely above a whisper. "Y-yes, alpha. I'm yours." The words tasted like bile in my mouth, but I knew I had to keep up the charade.

Winston's expression twisted into a cruel grin, his eyes lingering on my battered body. "Good, remember that. You belong to me, body and soul." His voice dripped with possessiveness, and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

As he turned away, I let my mask slip, my face contorting in a snarl. I bit back a scream, my nails digging into my palms. The rage and humiliation simmered, fueling my determination. I would play this role, wear this mask, until the perfect moment to strike.

With each subsequent encounter, Winston's cruelty and entitlement only grew. He saw me as nothing more than