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

or female. That was a stupid oversight. I walk towards the cells, Storm howling in my head as I tell

cruel prank of some kind, anything but what it

Not again. I have a girlfriend, who might not exactly love to pieces, but that! really liked having around. This had to

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

life.

speak to

craves to speak it out

waves her hands around. Is she an j***t? You can’t just ignore

points at her throat, mouth opening and

you, moron.

our mate, Storm, so don’t bother even

lovelier than Candice and

can’t stop

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

I guess /’ll make

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

small pang of guilt. I hadn’t meant to frighten her. If I’d known beforehand that she was mute, I wouldn’t

the

not like Elena. Give her

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

in the country. I might be known for being strong, but my looks had put off every female that had come across

different.

and she slowly shuffles through, her eyes gazing up at me with

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

last thing I

decide, feeling a tad guilty. After all, it’s not

would be fine.

I ordered, and went upstairs, glancing back over my shoulder. She’s tightlipped and pale but follows me none the less to my satisfaction. At least

idea.

reason, she cowers in the chair. Is she afraid that I’ll hit her? I’ve never hit a woman in my life. I feel a bit dismayed.

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

and pen.” How about we start with your name

scribbles down something and I glance down to

she nodded. It’s a cute name and

and clear my

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