05

ISBERLT. 

My head snaps up to the hand that halts his, and Rio is glaring at the wolf; his face covered with an expression I'm yet to decipher. 

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Peter?"

He asks him, eyebrows draw in concentration, and lips pressed into a thin line. 

The wolf, whose name turns out to be Peter looks down at me, back to Rio, down to me again, then back to Rio before withdrawing his hand, and straightening his stand. 

"She disobeyed me, Beta. That much you should know. "

Rio glances back at me, jaw tightened, and I avoid his gaze before finally finding my feet; my hand clutched to my stomach from the pain that shoots through my entire body. 

"You do not unleash your powers on a wolf that can't defend himself, Peter. She might be a slave to the wolf pack, but she's still one to the Alpha King, and he did not give an order to have her mistreated..."

"She's just a fucking Slave, Beta.