" I am so sorry we are meeting like this again. I really am not a big fan of torture or violence. I would much rather go back to your hospitality and sip that delicious Blood Wine . "
I was standing face to face with the Werewolf Pack head.
His hands were stretched and hung his feet too were stretched and locked in chain. His body was semi- submerged as it facilitated the electrocution, preventing him from turning into his wolf.
His eyes saw me with an immeasurable amount of disgust but it was understandable. I was at the forefront now, of this game of betrayal.
The samples we brought back of the Blood Wines , seemingly turned out interesting.
" Darian, let me make a confession to you real quick! "
That was how the President started after we finished sealing our little deal.
"
