Chapter 15 Shadow Of Hope

• Aphrodite's Point of View
• The last few weeks sort of merged into one another. I couldn't remember what day it was anymore. Hours and days blur together as endless chores mount. No time ever to think about myself anymore. Scrubbing floors, cleaning bathrooms, and waiting on the pack members. I had been reduced to being a maid—a servant—to the Red Blood Pack. And Alpha Zeus? He eyed me that same calculated, cold distance that made my skin crawl.
• I was stung once or twice when humiliation hit its sharp point under his hand. One evening, while serving him dinner, he deliberately knocked over his goblet of wine so that the dark red liquid stained across the pristine white tablecloth. His eyes never left mine as he coolly commanded, "Clean that up, Aphrodite."