Alpha Nicholas was pacing in his room, although he felt calling it a cell might be more accurate. He had silver shackles cuffed on his ankles to dampen his strength, and he had been given an injection of something to block him from his wolf. He was insulted that the Werewolf High Council members thought something was wrong with him. He knew they were wrong, but he would placate them and allow them to do their evaluation.
He was jarred out of his thoughts when the door to his room opened. A young male wolf came in carrying a tray of food. Nick sneered at the man holding the tray. He seemed happy to see the Alpha being humiliated the way he was.
“My name is Jerry, and I will be the nurse working tonight. How are you doing, Alpha Nicholas?” the wolf asked as he placed the tray on a table
