Raul's POV:
After I had dismissed my people from the execution ground, it had taken all my willpower not to walk up to that stupid slave and shake her sporadically until she coughed out blood. How dare she defy me? I had thought, watching in anger as my guards had taken her and her so-called best friend out of my sight. Immediately, I turned around, walking in the direction of my palace, knowing that my three friends, or rather subordinates, were right behind me, with a lot of questions running through their minds. I knew they must be wondering why i had let the audacious slave go. But o also knew that Nick, the pack's doctor, was very relieved. I pray it lasts for him though. Because any other outright disobedience and neglect from the slave, i wouldn't trust myself not to cut her head off, not minding that she is my mate.
