Chapter 3
Jordy
I crouch behind the blue truck, holding my breath. When I woke, I was so disoriented, I thought I had crawled out of my cage and lain down on a bed in my master’s house. I was up and out from under the covers like they burned me. No telling what Augustine would do if he caught me taking luxuries he didn’t dole out. He’s not bad as far as masters go, but he definitely likes complete control.
The big male who took me away on the other hand…I don’t know what he wants. He was there in the club. And later, in the house, his footsteps approached slowly while I shivered in the cage. The heat of his anger washed over me and my fox reacted the opposite of how she felt when faced with other angry dominants. Submissive, not fearful, but free and easy, as if his anger was a warm den
