Larog was right.
I did begin to regret it after I had been bent over and beaten forty straight times on my buttocks. I was certain I would never be able to sit again in my life. Afterward, I was dragged into a cell. The moment the gates were shut, the world turned black around me.
It was several hours before I regained my consciousness but my body was numb with pain; I could not move at all. However I felt the presence of another in the room My mind was sent to instant panic, was this another round of torture? How long before the Alpha found out that I had been kidn*pped?
“Lord Salmon?” at least it was not the voice of Larog but what confused me was why the voice sounded like my nephew, Claudius. I summed it up to the pain, I must be delirious.
“Father? It is me,” Claudius had grown
