Rules of Glory: The Last Alpha
I take a step to the right.
"If I knew you were sensitive, Jet, this would have been over sooner," Jayk comes out of the darkness to stand next to me.
"You're an asshole," Jet spits at my feet.
"Okay, guy," Jayk growls.
"Inside voice," I remind him. He turns his attention to me. The red in his eyes fades as he takes a deep breath. He raises an eyebrow as if asking; Happy? "I've been very tolerant of you," he turns back to Jet. "I don't like prisoners. It's a waste of supplies. There are only two cells because the most a prisoner lasts here is an overnight stay. Two days tops. After, I like to throw them outside and let the shadows have at them,"