Silence

Alpha Damon:

“Gerald?” I asked, my voice raised higher than I wanted it to, before clearing my throat.

“Yes, my Lord," Terah said.

I thought about it for a second but waved my hand. It didn't matter anyway. All Gerald would do was think about how wise my attempted murder was and probing into his mind any further would only increase his chances of finding me out. It had been a whole week of sitting beside him and hearing his thoughts, yet he hadn't confessed to anything. Perhaps he had thought about killing me once but never had the guts to do so, or he was just one of those people who were fascinated by murder. Regardless, I was tired of giving him an audience and bothering to drink that vile drink to play dead for him, just to go nowhere in the case.

“That doesn't change anything. Tell him the physician has prevented anyone from seeing my body.”

Terah still hesitated and that made me curious. Normally, my guard was always on his heels, ready to do whatever I asked without asking m