Chapter Twenty-One - Threat
Laurel stared at him, her senses alert. Was he about to kill her? Finally fed up with her living?
He looked like a mad dog and his long curved claws had marks on the prison door.
"What's with him?" she asked quietly.
His eyes snapped to her at that instant and she looked away. "What the hell were you doing?"
What did it look like to him? "Pushups. My monitor said I should do a hundred. Very tormenting." she said in a sarcastic tone even if she meant it.
It was quite surprising when his eyes seemed to have softened by what she said. "What? I'm being brutally tormented. Isn't that what you want?" She asked, still on the ground.
He looked away. She didn't even have a clue.
Finding a male wolf on his mate's body had caused a regrettable unexpected reaction in him. He'd have to forge an excuse to give Sigma later, the kid was dumb so it wouldn't be hard.
