" You don't belong there. Do I have to spell it out to you?".
I shook my head, my body involuntarily shrinking into the cold wall, in hope that he won't reach me but a cold shrill escaped my lips as he grabbed my hair, pulling my head up with it.
Excruciating pain ran through my scalp and it felt like me head was on fire. " Respond when I talk. Do I have to spell that out too?".
"No…no…Alpha". My head scrambled for wirds, the fear of what he'd do if I answered late or wrongly pressing down on my throat.
" You have traitors blood running through your veins…who knows what vile thing you'll turn as you grow older. In additional, you have no wolf" he scolfs, as if the thought itself amused him " Good riddance. The moon goddess knew what she was doing when she didn't give you one. After all, someone has to pay for your parent sin, right?".
