Annan’s POV
Growls erupted the room while Molly laid now unconscious on the cushioned seat. I backed away slowly, holding my hands up in surrender as Alanso continued to rattle the cage.
“What the hell is going on here?” The alchemist, Cullen spoke as he continued to stir the concoction in one of the bowls. “I can’t concentrate on s**t when you guys are in here teasing the crippled one,” Alanso growled at Cullen who just stuck out his tongue. “Yeah, watch it pal, or my own werewolf will come haunt your ass, he’s a beta a bit stronger than you are too. While you are weak like this,” he swirled his finger around Alanso in the air, “you ain’t worth shit.”
Alanso sat back down in the cage to sulk, he knew he was weak and still technically under the mind-control power so even if he wanted to
