NERO
I watch as her slim fingers try to undo the buttons of my dress shirt, her small hands are shaking so hard the buttons kept slipping from her grasp, I almost pitied her, almost, I wanted to grasp her hand and reassure her that I wasn't going to hurt or harm her. That she had nothing to be scared of. She didn't have to fear me because I was the last person who would intentionally hurt her. But I couldn't do that. I needed her to fear me. It was important that she did, her life may very well depend on it. And knowing Nora Keres, the alpha was looking for the slightest show of weakness to pounce. And I couldn't afford to be weak, she may have birthed me but she derived pleasure in eating the weak alive. It was her mission in life to flay open the weak , stomp on them and bury them alive
