Draven POV
“Brandon,” I called calmly to the man kneeling in front of me, my voice not betraying the rage I felt, “what was our agreement?”
Sweat rolled down his face as he breathed harshly. Obviously, he had rushed here as soon as he was summoned. His hair was in disarray and he was wearing two different pairs of shoes. That wasn’t going to help his case though.
His tone was pleading, “you-you agreed to spare her life Alpha.”
I stroked the arms of my throne lightly, “on what conditions?”
“As-as long as she doesn’t cross the border of my pack and is placed under tight vigilance, Alpha.”
“Good,” I stood up and walked to him, “you remember.”
I crouched in front of him as he lowered his head, pressing down the urge to disengage his head from his body, “so what happened today?”
“Today
