Ben's POV...
Just when I thought I sounded really serious and my voice needed to be heard, mother f*****g Bethel had himself excused.
"Can you wait up in the study for me, please? I would like to freshen up. I reek of their pussy." He spat in distaste like he wasn't just moaning to that same p***y.
Acting like the obedient servant I wasn't, I bowed a bit, heading out of the room. My thoughts clouded as I walked the hallway down to his study. The feeling that all wasn't well was settling deep in the pit of my belly. There is no way my men who had stayed loyal to me even when their life was in obvious danger would lose contact and not reach out to me in the least.
Someone like Jared goes to the extent of leaving the night howlers just to come to find me and keep me updated. Maybe I was t
