Chapter 66 Fine Meal For A Slave

• Outside the room, Karen's slender frame sagged against the door, her eyelids fluttering closed as she exhaled a sigh of relief. Finally, she could get a breathing space from the suffocating presence of the Greek god, who seemed to stir her sinful desires with every glance.
• After a moment of relaxation to regain herself, she pushed off the door and made her way to the kitchen in slow strides to have her usual late-night dinner.
• Luckily enough, Alpha Damion, her captor, has permitted her to eat to her fill just so she could have enough strength to satisfy his desires. But then, it was a small mercy, one she knew the pack mates didn't consent to. As the Alpha's slave and Luna's killer, she was supposed to be relegated to the fringes and forced to eat alone and away from the pack's communal meals.