Chapter 88: 'Alpha Keithen, we're just fetching orders.'

ROSE

A cold chuckle followed by a—WHACK!

My butt hit the soil with a thud—which would be louder if it was B.A.D.’s toilet floor—and then the side of my body slammed against something blunt—a tiny bump in the ground.

“Ooph!” I winced, the sheer pain instantly shut down my reflexes.

“Hold her,” the deep voice growled.

And I was grabbed and flipped around harshly, then pinned to the ground.

Fuck. Different place, same thing. Why can’t these people just be nice?

Scarface knelt down, his smirk clear as the blue sky behind him, and then glided his fingers down the curve of my cheek. “I asked you a question, pup. And it’s rude to not answer it.”

And Wacko burst into another series of high pitched cackling. “After you, me.”

“Goddess bluff…,” groaned the female voice. “Must I be here?”

“Can you speak?” Long, thick fingers slid around my neck, tightening.

I pressed my lips together even tighter.

And the fingers tightened some more. “Answer me.” Those dark green eyes came cl