Elsa
"Get dressed, Elsa," Alpha Adam said, his voice cutting through the heavy silence. I glanced at him, feeling a pang of despair. With trembling hands, I picked up my clothes and prepared to leave.
"Put on your clothes, Elsa," he repeated, his tone leaving no room for argument. "And stay put until I say otherwise."
Exhaustion had settled in my bones, weighing me down.
I was done with the endless back-and-forth with Alpha Adam. His actions had already spoken volumes. It seemed clear now that he saw me as nothing more than a charity case, a burden he had to bear.
"May I leave now?" I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper, as I hurriedly dressed. All I wanted was to escape, to hide my humiliation from the world. He looked at me for a long moment, as though struggling to find th
