72 BA Held Captive

72 BA Held Captive

His fingers run on the armrest of his golden throne; an elbow is supporting his upper body; his legs are crossed. Before his sight, in the center of the aisle, a huge silver cage sits. Inside are their precious captive: Nyx’s and Alpha Lachlan’s wolves, Beta Mellow, and Sebastian.

Viller tilted his neck sideways, to and fro. “I got pain on my muscles. They are all heavy. I’ll certainly remind myself to bring a lot of chaperone with me.”

Hodor rolled his eyes. “I am bored. This is very time consuming.” The king of vampires couldn’t count the times he had drummed his fingers on the armrest, waiting for the prisoners to wake up. He had waited long hours drafting a speech on his head, add good ideas, revise; Hodor had literally did all sort of what he can to relieve himself of the boring hours.

Jek casted a look on Viller. But he remained still. Vamoire is not speaking as well.

“Are you sure you did not overdose them with that certain drug?” Hodor adjusted himself on th