LERRIN
Suhle sighed and her body slumped, but she nodded and pulled her hood back up before she pushed out of the tent flap and into the bright, late morning sun.
He immediately regretted sending her out and started after her, but as he reached the flap, he heard the guards sniggering and stopped dead in his tracks.
"Don't worry," one of them muttered as she passed, "You piss the King off, one of us will be happy to take care of you."
She growled and they both laughed. Lerrin shook with pure, murderous rage. Shoving the tent flap aside, he stormed out. The two guards snapped to attention, all laughter gone.
He stared back and forth between them, keeping his face expressionless, but feeling his strength and certainty, brimming with the Alpha power until they both began to twitch with the desire to submit.
