9. You are Mine

Destiny

I held the dress in my hands, and a wave of disgust and anger washed over me. The dress is a symbol of the objectification and degradation they intended for me.

It's a deep red color, and the fabric is sheer and lightweight, like a piece of tissue paper, so thin you can almost see through it.

I knew without doubt that this was not a dress fit for any lady. Alpha Aldric must've hand-picked this so he could gawk at my body all he wanted.

Disgusting.

I put the dress on and stared at myself in the mirror. To my sister, I was complaining about how I didn't look good enough for anyone to like me, and now here I was, feeling even more disgusted at myself as I dressed like a whore.

I took a deep breath and reminded myself that this wasn't me. This was the role I had to play to survive this ordeal. To survive Alpha Aldric.

Alpha Aldric would pay for what he did to our family. Every time I thought of my parents, tears threatened to spill from my eyes. I knew they would have never wante