Marcus
Frank had hung up on me in less than five minutes! He'd obviously called to get me agitated, especially when I saw him stepping on my mate with his dirty boots.
He knew just how dirty the dungeon floor was, yet he had unceremoniously left lying on it, not even a blanket in sight. Greg was human after all, besides, the dungeon was extremely cold. He could get sick!
FRANK!
Prickling pain in my palms pulled back from my raging thoughts, in anger, I had squeezed my phone so hard it broke into pieces, the glass shards piercing through my skin. 'I am going to skin that boy alive.' I thought to myself, promising hell if anything happened to my mate!
"Let's go get your mate," Matt, who I had already forgotten was with me, suddenly spoke up from behind me, "it is still raining and you k
