Blair's POV
The room was filled with furniture, comfortable chairs, a stripper pole, a table, and restraints to the side. It looked ominous and uninviting and I swallowed hard, feeling apprehensive. I couldn't understand the necessity of a room like this, except for one purpose and it did not bode well for me. The men continued to hold me and Alpha Derrik strode to the restraints, picking them up in one hand. They were not silver thankfully, but they were handcuffs and he slid them onto my wrists locking them in place. The guards dragged me to the pole and held me kicking and fighting in place, the Alpha locking the other cuff around my other wrist and keeping me locked to the stripper's pole. He looked satisfied, eying me hungrily while I flinched at the expression on his face. I could s
