(Draco’s POV)
I’m sitting in my office, talking with Cortos. Well... it was more like he was talking, and I just kept trying to make him repeat whatever he was rambling on about. My thoughts kept wandering, not being able to concentrate on my beta’s conversation.
*Flash back*
-thirty-six hours ago-
“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN THE ASTRAL PLANE AND WHO IS THIS HE?” I bellowed in rage. Why the hell was she on the astral plane and how did that even happen? Did her rage filled actions cause this or was someone else involved? Who the hell was this man she was thinking about, she should only be thinking about us.
‘We don’t want her to fear us the way she seems to fear this man she is thinking about.’ Capala whispered, trying to not increase my anger. I don’t I have ever felt as angry as
