Esme's POV
He locked me up again.
I was laying on the bed with my back facing the door when I heard two people fighting.
"Open the door.."
"Y—You can't go inside. The Alpha says—"
"f**k OFF!"
"NO—"
*BLAGGG!!!*
"Stupid fuck."
I don't have to see him to know who he is. His strong scent can stay in my nose for hours.
"You okay, little bird?" Clavio asked. I don't know what he wants but I don't want to believe that he's worried. I felt his weight sinking a side of my bed. "You did the right thing. You save the other dog with a crown. You should be proud of yourself."
I scoffed.
Proud?
I am dying here.
"I don't want to be around the devil..."
He heaved a deep sigh.
I'm still facing the wall. I don't want to see anyone. If possible, I want to die
