Tiffany POV
I scrubbed away, on my hands and knees, moving back and forth, sweat pouring off my forehead. I felt icky, all sweaty, and disgusting. My hair was pulled into a messy bun and my clothes consisted of gym shorts and a tank top in order to keep myself as cool as possible. It still wasn't enough. I smelt bad, I looked horrible, and worse yet, I was being bossed around by Alpha Damian who was taking all his frustrations out on me. He'd called me into his office last week and told me what my punishment was, Luna Chelsea, avoiding my gaze. Clearly, she wasn't about to intervene. I swallowed hard, wondering how he could possibly do this to me. I was going to be the future Luna! This was beneath me!
"Tiffany" he'd said calmly, leaning back in his chair and folding his arms, narrowing
