THE WILD CAT
The man who had ordered my uncle’s death without hesitation.
“Ladies,” he spoke, his gaze locked onto mine.
There was something in his eyes—something dark, dangerous. Even from a distance, I could feel his presence, suffocating and powerful.
“Yes, Master,” the women replied in perfect unison. Their voices rang through the room, echoing like a haunting chorus.
I was in deep trouble.
“Shall we test our new wild cat member?” the man asked, his voice laced with amusement.
The entire room erupted in excitement. The girls screamed and chanted, their voices blending into a deafening roar.