Chapter 10 Mortified

AMBER

I've been awake for at least an hour now, and the fact that the monster hasn't spoken or even acknowledged me is unsettling. He has just been sitting in his chair by the window drinking. His eyes haven't shifted to me once, and I know that for a fact because my fear won't let me take my eyes off of him.

I want to ask about Thatcher and my father, but I'm too scared to learn the truth. Plus, opening my mouth at all might make him focus his attention on me....and that's the last thing I want.

Finally, he moves to stand, and my body, of course, tenses. He places his glass of liquor down on a small round side table before facing me.

"For the next five minutes, you are to listen to my every word. If you don't, there will be consequences. Do you understand," he growls, and I nod my head.

"Answer me by saying Yes, Alpha or No, Alpha," he growls, and I swallow the spit that