Choose your words carefully.
Gerald's POV
“Break his bones,” This stranger said to his guards, and the next minute, they surged towards my direction, but I raised my hands in an attempt to stop them and luckily for me, they paused.
“May I know who you are? You can't just come here and ask your guards to hit me. I have to know who you are,” I said to him. Even though I was scared within myself, I refused to show it.
The man's aura was unmistakable. I have a feeling that I have seen him before, but I can't tell where or when.
“And what right do you have to ask me that question?” He repeated, his husky voice vibrating through the room.
“I have to know,” I repeated.
“Go ahead and break his bones. Don't keep me waiting,”
“I'm sorry to say this to you, Alpha, but please this is a word.
