Neon's perspective
“...who are you?”
My chest burned within and my throat was tight as I tried to keep my emotions from erupting, I ground my teeth and ignored her question.
‘Bring the silver handcuff.’ I mind-linked Silas.
‘On it, Alpha.’ His response came almost immediately.
I took the handcuffs from his hands when he came close, he retreated his footsteps.
I spun and grabbed her left hand.
“What are you doing?” There was a slight panic in her voice when I took her hand. I grazed her wrist with my fingers and handcuffed her hand to the bed.
“Making sure this doesn’t happen again.” I let go of her hand when I was done. “Stop struggling with it, you will end up getting hurt.”
“Why do you care?” She spat angrily, her icy glare fixed on my face.
“Keeping you safe
