Kurian regarded them for a moment, then turned to Agnes. “Fetch me some towels. I want these two shifted and talking.” His tone did not leave room for question and the old woman practically ran out of the room in search of the towels.
Kurian turned back and looked at his daughter and Rick. Anger was coming off his scent in waves and he was pleased to note both wolves in front of him were scared and tucking their tails between their legs as he would expect.
They waited in silence. The look in the Alpha’s eyes warned them not to dare speak until he gave the order. Rick’s mind was running in all directions when he heard her. She whispered to his mind as though she actually feared Kurian would somehow hear her, “I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Rick was confused by her words. He did not
