Astor was taken away without his consent, being led to his room. Niss asked him if she had to lock him in, a warning, meaning that if he was planning to act like a child she would do what she had to to obey Ren's orders. The white haired werewolf moved his head in denial. He would stay here, the smell of blood from underneath getting stronger and stronger as the minutes passed was enough to make him feel that he belonged here, in his room, away from the monstrosity that was taking place underneath his own two feet.
Niss was against this plan, even now after everything seemed to be going well she looked pale and anxious. Astor couldn't help but ask her as she left the room, her hand gripping tightly the doorknob.
"Why are you so against Ren's plan? Are you afraid that someone is going to betray him or that something is going to go wrong and he will be found out?"
