"Wakey, wakey, bitch."I sat up straight and stretched, a soft groan escaped my lips as I came face to face with John- clearly, he had nothing in his life except to taunt and torture me. Nothing would be coming out of his mouth when I'd snap his neck and watch him bleed to death.John was young, trimmed black hair, sea-green eyes that anyone could drown in, chiseled body with perfected abs and a lot more I could swoon over but I didn't. Male wolves were known to have strength and muscles as they were used to training all the time. Till now, whoever I saw, was healthier than I could ever be.A ray of sunlight came in straight through the small window that touched the ceiling. My hair was still a mess and my body was soaked in dirt, I needed a shower immediately, especially after what the Alpha had done to me last night "Come on, wake up," He repeated again while looking at me. I took my time to get off the bed and once I did, he grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the dark, prison roo
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