Chapter 7

• ROSELLA
• I had a dream.
• I dreamt for the first time since I became Alpha James's punching bag and a rag doll. All I have ever had were nightmares––horrible ones that wake me up from my sleep with a bloodcurdling cry and sweats of perspiration and anguish gathering all over my forehead. My nightmares had only one monster ––Alpha James–– and if he isn't slashing me with a whip in one, he's slicing my skin off my body in the other.