"What are you doing?" I asked as he brushed his hands down my waist and to my thighs. "You're mine now" was all he said as he touched in between my legs. He knocked me out with chloroform. When I awoke I was chained to the bed and a gag in my mouth. How did I get here? Why was I used like this? I know why.... I'm my alphas slave. Please read, vote and comment. All the ideas, the plot, and characters are mine please don't copy. Thanks.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.