Chapter 12

*ARIANNA’S POV*

This is the most ridiculously revealing dress I had ever had the displeasure of putting on. I guess that was the point. Humiliate me till I lose every will to fight. I was definitely on the verge of giving up. Davison seemed to think it was a faze and it would pass. Easy for him to say. He did not have to stand behind a 6 ft 5 deranged Alpha wearing this silly dress.

I have followed him to meetings, lunches, and every outing that I had no business being at. I was convinced he was extending these outings just so he could extend my humiliation. Now we were inspecting a construction site. Something the pack was working on and would benefit from. Looking at all the business he did and how the pack was growing I could tell he wasn’t a bad leader. I just could not reconcile the good leader with my personal torturer, which is what he had become these last weeks.

How long has it been since I was sold to him like a piece of unwanted property? I