#Chapter 104 – Touch Me

Alyson "Let me go," I plead, my breathing ragged. There's a harsh shake of my shoulder, Olivera straightening up and fidgeting with his cufflinks of a uniform. It makes him look professional, almost like a real Alpha, except he has his snide look of power and arrogance that drives me crazy. "Bad dream, blood pet?" he taunts, cocking his head down at the sight of me. I've elected to sleep on the floor the last few days, curled up on a blanket like a house-pet. It was that or stay struggling in his grasp all night in bed. He kissed my neck too much; I had to find a way around it for now even if I am just postponing the inevitable. I tuck my head back into my arms, as if I am my own pillow, and feel the numb pulse of my wrists in my silencer stone bracelets. "I feel sick," I say, albite a lie. I can tell by his attire we are going somewhere and I want no part of it. "I think I'm going to throw up, Alpha." "Stop trying to gain sympathy and g