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

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

or female. That was a stupid oversight. I walk towards the cells, Storm howling in my head as I tell him to shut the hell up. My gaze falls onto the small girl inside and my heart skips a beat.

cruel prank of some

who might not exactly love to pieces, but that! really liked having around. This had to be

caused it. If they had, I’d kill them. She’s slightly dirty and when she turns towards me, our eyes meet and I’m absolutely

life.

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

my whole body craves to speak it

an j***t? You

points at her throat, mouth opening

to you, moron.

we can’t accept her as our mate,

sight lovelier than Candice and I won’t let

stop

you shift and trust me, you reject this poor girl and that’s exactly

make her life a living

She’s ours and you’ll see that for yourself one day, if you

eyeing me, as though frightened, and I feel a small 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

work, when she can’t form the words to accept the rejection? I

not like Elena. Give

refuse to believe them. After all,

known for being strong, but my looks had put off every female that had come across my

different.

through, her eyes gazing up at

a shock but I can’t see what else I can do.

anywhere near Candice. The last thing I need is that.

a tad guilty. After

would be fine.

back over 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.

idea.

she afraid that

the room with interest. She’s so child-like, innocent and it’s hard not to watch her. It was hard to keep myself

of paper and pen.” How about

down something and I glance

name and it really seems to suit her well. I

clear my

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