RAFAEL
Rafael was dragged out of the room where he was locked in and taken to the Alpha's office which Jeremy had occupied. He wondered what Jeremy wanted to say to him this time.
The moment they got to the door leading to the office, the soldiers who dragged him down there walked away.
Since he was already in front of the door, he slowly opened the door and walked in.
Just as he walked in, he saw Jeremy seated on Alpha Stone's chair, playing with the hour glass.
"You sent for me, again. What do you want this time, huh? Perhaps another beating to set you straight," Rafael uttered as he walked over to the table.
Jeremy burst into a dry hysteric laughter.
"I bet you are getting used to beating me up, but trust me, I don't think you would want to do that ever again, considering what's at stake."
Rafael creased his brow in a frown, trying to understand what Jeremy was talking about.
