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

perfume? I frown. I’ve just realized that

cells, Storm howling in my head as I tell him to shut the hell up. My gaze

some kind, anything but what it

exactly love to pieces, but that! really liked having around. This had to be a mistake. I walked closer, my eyes narrowed as

my men might have caused it. If they had, I’d kill them. She’s slightly dirty and

life.

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

body craves to speak it

hands around. Is she an j***t? You can’t just ignore an Alpha when they ask you a question. Was she

points at her throat, mouth

can’t talk to you, moron. Way to go. You’re

as our mate, Storm, so

sight lovelier than Candice and I won’t let

can’t stop

trust me, you reject

I guess /’ll make her life

what you have to do, but I’m not rejecting her. She’s ours and you’ll see that for yourself one day, if you

I’d known beforehand that she was mute, I

form the words to accept the rejection? I

not like Elena. Give her a

refuse to believe them. After all, before

in the country. I might be known for being strong, but my looks had put off every female that had come across my path. Females were all the same, this one

different.

door and she slowly shuffles through, her eyes gazing up at

can do. I can’t have her near me, the will

last thing I need is that. God

a tad guilty. After

would be fine.

my shoulder. She’s tightlipped and pale but follows me none the less to my satisfaction. At least she can follow orders. That’s useful. In fact, that gives me a

idea.

she afraid that I’ll hit her? I’ve never hit

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

of paper and pen.” How about we start with your

something and I glance

check and she nodded. It’s a cute name and it

and clear

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