Chapter 41

Kai POV

I finish banging Candice and order her to leave. When she’s gone, I sit in my chair and twiddle my thumbs. My

mind keeps flashing back to the fact there is a prisoner in the dungeon. While part of me is more than happy for them

to cool their heels and wait for me to go down there, another part of me is almost desperate to see this prisoner, my wolf especially. Does he know something that I don’t?

Please go down to the dungeon. For heaven’s sake, stop procrastinating.

It’s just a pathetic shifter, Storm, why bother? We can leave them for a few days. They’re nothing special. Plus,

they are an i***t for traveling alone. They can take the time to think about their stupidity.

But something is telling me it’s important. Always trust your gut.

Will you leave me alone for Christ’s sake? You are imagining things.

Not until you go down there.

Fine, you annoying mutt, I’ll go down there. Happy now? I swear..

Yes, Very.

Damnit Storm, I think to myself rather crossly. I stomp out of the room and ignore the startled pack members

who watch my every move. I imagine some of the women are turning away in disgust, over the horrible scars that are

prominent on my face. I don’t blame them, even I know how hideous I look. After all, I’m definitely no Prince

Charming and that suits me just fine.

I stomped outside and over to the dungeon doors. Storm is excited for some inexplicable reason and it’s

annoying as hell. The door opens with a loud creak and I make a mental note to fix that. It looks just like I remember it as I progress down the stairs. The same smell of dampness and mildew, not to mention the metallic scent of blood. It’s dark, the only light coming from barred windows. It’s not the most welcoming place, but it’s not designed to be.

It’s designed for torture and imprisonment.

I sniff. There’s a curious smell wafting towards me, like strawberries and cream. My stomach gets butterflies to

some sort of strange perfume? I frown. I’ve just realized that I never bothered

I tell him to shut the hell up. My gaze

a cruel prank of some kind, anything but what

this isn’t happening. Not again. I have a girlfriend, who might not exactly love to pieces, but that! really liked having around. This had to be a mistake. I

had, I’d kill them. She’s slightly dirty and when she

life.

and she nods. But she doesn’t speak to my shock. What’s up with that?

body craves to speak it out

an j***t? You can’t just

points at her throat, mouth opening

moron. Way to

that we can’t accept her as our

a damn sight lovelier than Candice and I won’t

stop

to let you shift and trust me, you reject this poor girl and that’s exactly what I’ll

I guess /’ll make her

do, but I’m not rejecting her. She’s ours and you’ll see that for yourself one day, if you stop being such a stubborn

pang of guilt. I hadn’t meant to frighten her. If I’d known beforehand that she was mute, I wouldn’t have used my Alpha tone on her. But I don’t know what to do with her. Because in spite of Storm’s

she can’t form the words to accept the rejection?

Elena. Give her a

but refuse to believe them. After all, before Candice came along, no one

packs and Alpha in the country. I might be known for being strong, but my looks had put

different.

she slowly shuffles through, her eyes gazing

else I can do. I can’t have

Candice. The last thing I need is

After all, it’s not like

would be fine.

me none the less

idea.

into my office and closed the door. For some strange reason, she cowers in the chair. Is she afraid that I’ll hit her? I’ve never

quietly. She’s avoiding my eyes and looking around the room with interest. She’s

grabbing a piece of paper and pen.” How about we

scribbles down something and I glance down to

It’s a cute name and it really

clear my

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