"Oh, I'm very serious," Fergus purred, enjoying the look of dawning terror on Cullen's face. He reveled in the power he suddenly held over the trembling wolf. "And let me tell you, they were none too happy about what they heard."
Cullen let out a groan of frustration that was broken by a humorless laugh. He lunged at Fergus, his large hand wrapping tightly around the boy's scrawny arm. "You stupid, stupid mutt!" he roared, his voice thick with rage. "You think you did something bad here? I was just helping Kylo! You think I had the balls to tell Isleen myself? To tell her I am in love with Kylo? Well, thank you for relaying the message. You've done nothing but to relieve me of my burdens!"
Fergus felt a surge of dark amusement whirling within him. Working up someone like Cullen into being this serious was beautifully entertaining.
