I wasn't really paying attention to anything yesterday, but it feels like we're walking back in the direction of the changing room. My guess is confirmed in a few quick minutes.
Stone stops at the same door as yesterday and says, "We're attending a late afternoon tea with members of my pack. No visiting members will be in attendance."
I nod and endure a long pause, wondering if he's expecting me to speak. I'm looking at his chest instead of his eyes, so I'm caught off guard when he reaches up to run a finger along my chin.
"What happened with my combative little Gamma?"
I look up at him with dead eyes, letting them say everything.
"I'll eventually get you talking. You'll either fight back or fall in line and I look forward to either. Until then, I just need you to look pretty," he sa
