Chapter 19
"Fix him up."
"Yes, Alpha."
Severus took off his t-shirt, and wiped his dirtied hands on it. It was such a shame that was all it took for the supposed to be a 'ferocious' creature to conk out.
Severus still felt like going, and if only it wouldn't create a huge commotion among the pack members, he would have brought this sparring match outside.
That way, he wouldn't feel so restrained.
"His face…"
"I can barely recognize him…"
"I heard too many cracks, too…"
Severus hang the t-shirt over his shoulder as he made his way out of the underground prison, his gaze seemingly cold and brutal. Now that he has done it, he doesn't feel as stiff and irritated as earlier.
Still, that man is far from settling his dues, and Severus is here to collect them—and he'll make sure to do it in agonizing installments.
