Cindy
I was starting to think the stunt I pulled was a bad idea. It had been a whole twenty-something hours ago, but Alpha Reiss never let me leave his line of vision.
The cuts on my hands were healing, I told him as much. Yet he treated my cuts like someone stabbed me through the hand. I wasn't allowed to do anything until they healed.
Not only that, but Cerberus had to kneel in the corner of the living room with his hands in the air. His glare was sharp enough to cut a mountain.
I sat on the sofa, hiding behind a notebook containing the contents related to my assignment.
"Do you want me to get you a snack?" I asked Cerberus. I didn't hear his answer, so I lowered my book to see his face. Big mistake.
"I guess that face means you're hungry." I laid down the book and tried to push
