Chapter Ninety Seven

Orion

“Oh, hello, little puppy, have you seen the pathetic Alpha of Black Moon? I was thinking his head would be a delightful souvenir of this battle.” Kroll’s voice rang through the air as clear as a bell. Every word was peppered with cruel satisfaction.

I shifted back to my human form and stood tall in front of the disgusting excuse of a wolf. “Is that what my mate was? Just a souvenir?”

“Oh, of course not. Your little flower? That’s what you call her, right?” Kroll’s lips curled up into a disgusting grin. “Well, she is the crown jewel in my little collection.”

I let out an earth-shaking growl. My mate was a Luna, not a cheap tchotchke for a lunatic’s shelf.

“Down, boy,” Kroll smirked; he knew he struck a nerve. “Is that how you treat your superiors?”

“The only thing about you that is superior is that distorted God complex of yours.” I casually ran my fingers through my hair. “It’s a shame you are such a sociopath.”

“I am not a soci