“And you’re proud of that?” Trudy asks, trying to hurt me.
“How did you learn about the properties of the Pansy?” I ask, knowing she won’t answer.
She leans forward and spits in my face. I smile nicely, readying myself to cut her down with my words when Wade steps up to me. He lifts his shirt, revealing his impeccable abs, and gently he uses it to wipe the spit from my face. My heart flutters at his action and the tenderness in his eyes. He then releases his shirt and looks at Trudy.
“If you do not give us what we are asking for, I will put her in the cage with you.” He says, looking smug.
Trudy’s eyes bulge in fear as she looks to Francis, who just nods in agreement.
“W-why? You could just use your alpha voice and demand it.” Trudy stutters out.
“I want you to tell me of your own
