I was a cat, dammit! Not some piece of meat for an alpha to chew up and spit out. I wasn't going to take it anymore!
Now that I’ve left, though, I had nowhere to go. I was cold, hungry and homeless.
But at least I didn’t have an abusive alpha breathing down my throat.
Now I’d never have babies. Alphas were too unpredictable. After all that, how could I ever trust another one? More