Cecil
"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?"
I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought.
I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question;
"Cecil."
"And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession.
"The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema
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