“Who the hell are you?!” he shouts nastily with his small eyes squinted and his voice reverberating around the large room.
Instantly, the room quietens down and all eyes turn to look their way.
Amelia just looks at him with cold eyes before slowly moving her eyes to the girl he was grabbing across the floor.
“I said who the hell are you?! Are you deaf?!” he continues to interrogate.
Eyes still trained on the weeping redhead, Amelia speaks in an emotionless voice, “You should let her go”, she says.
“What?” he asks stupidly, his eyes blinking rapidly, his tiny brain finding it hard to keep up with the sudden change in subject. What he was expecting was that the moment he asked who she was, she would be stumbling over herself trying to explain. As a Benign pack high ranking member, that
