Slave or Lover

ke a bride in his arms. Although my back hurts so much, I do not cry anymore. I am wondering, "Why does he become gentle all of a sudden?" I can see that becau

nd a small table beside the window. Yes, there is a window. There are about four doors on the wall. One seems to be the door of a

ecause of the pain. After that, Cody leaves. I start crying bec

rst, but soon, I laugh at myself. How can Cody knock on my door? How can he be so polite? It is Betty. Betty comes inside and looks worrie

and bandage you up." "It is OK. Thank you so much." Betty hugs me and wipes my tears away. " What happened?" I say, " Cody does not even allow me to say goodbye to my parents..." When speaking of this, I s

loud, scary growl c

gainst my will as usual. We look over and see Cody standing there. He looks scar

me as if I am not there. Cody walks straight to Betty and grabs her hair. Cody throws Betty across the room. I see

I hope someone can help Betty, but when I turn to Cody, I can only see the hatred on his face. " Throw that bitch out of this room, slave." I lower my head to hide the hatred on my face

I heave a sigh of relief. Bruce has stress and he cares about Betty. He picks up Betty in a bridal style. " Why did you hurt her?" Bruce yells at Cody angrily. " I am your future alpha. You should respect

m Cody's slave. Cody will never love me since I am not his mate. Others will not love me ei

hat he starts to be gentle to me, he slaps me again. It is so hard that I have to hold my chin back with my hands. I cry out