I stared horrified at the small screen in front of me. A video-call showed my poor innocent child, chained, a knife pressed against the side of his neck. He looked almost lifeless, with his head hanging low. When the guy standing behind him, which will be known as the bastard from now on, made him raise his head and face the camera, his eyes shot wide open.
"Do not come," he said. His voice was raspy as if he had not drunk water in a long time.
The bastard punched my baby in the stomach and I flinched. I was ready to jump on the guy in front of me. Larentia was fighting for control. She recognizes Aiden's wolf as her pup.
The coward in front of me clicked his tongue. "Do anything to me and your weak pup will die."
My pup is not weak! The sound of coughing coming from the phone caught m
