“Ei, ei, companheiro, fique.”
The words
of the man smashing the girl sounded in his ears.
Miguel paused, swallowing in a wallop of saliva. He hated being here. He hated having to stand in this palace, in front of his boss. The one who employed him and ensured to pay him regularly, and then be treated to such sight.
It was a balant show of the power that this man had. The power he could never have. A painful reminder of how much he was losing out from his pack since he was not an Alpha. A painful reminder of the fact that soon enough, someone would rise against him. Someone who had the thoughts of displacing him from the power he currently had.
A bitter reminder. One which he would rather not have now.
He sighed,standing firm even though he would prefer to be anywhere else. But
