BL: 014

Alpha Xavier sighed in boredom, keeping his hands behind him. “If you are going to maraud me of my fun, you better do something else, Jett. I’m not a very patient man” he asserted, that amusement in his dark eyes never for once dissolving.

Jett’s eyes flickered to his Gamma barely breathing on the floor, covered in his bloody clothes, and flesh tore through, his gaze averted to his other friends, they remained horror-struck as well, words refusing to leave their mouth.

“I’m waiting, Jett”

“What the fuck do you want, tell me I’ll do anything, let go of my friends!” Jett yelled in frustration. It was all his fault. Look at his people, suffering because he failed to protect them. Fighting on a dinner table earned this kind of treatment, what would happen to them if any of them created a much more serious infraction?

“Kneel and receive the lashes for your Gamma, you’re an Alpha, you will be able to take it”