Daisy
The two men in front of me were huge! Owen was mega tall, and had to be about 7’ feet tall. Like I was only to his mid stomach, I feel like a mini me big time. Omar was just as tall but an inch shorter. As their bodies were fit to the nine, completely built for war which scared me a bit. They wouldn’t hurt their mate, would they? My momma told me before she passed that my mate will love me and protect me for life, so I should give myself willingly to them. Dad just said to give him hell, which was funny at the time. Until weeks later, they both were caught trying to sneak me some bread and were killed on the spot. After that my life went from bad to literally hell. Some of the other slaves tried taking care of me as I was only five at the time of my parent’s passing. When I was nine
