VEUX

Six

November 21

"You can't order me around when I'm in here."

Oracle's angry stance with a matching face suddenly tilted to glare at the male beside him in Saoirse's doorframe. "Eye."

Saoirse looked at Eye, heart palpitating if he had lied to her. His face held true to its stoic nature. "I won't keep her from knowing her rights."

It was some god awful hour of the morning, much too early to be awake, yet Oracle had come raining his fist down upon Soairse's door. Apparently it was her time to start training, which in her brain, translated into being forced to shift over and over in agonizing pain like he had made her do in the previous house. At first, when Saoirse refused, he reached out to grab her, but the poison in her system gave her more feeble reflexes and now she was feet from the frame of the door.

Males are not permitted upon a female's territory without permission.

Saoirse was relying heavily on Eye's words. If Oracle stepped foot in here and dragged her from her territory, a word she was rather growing quite fond of, she would have either one of their heads on a stick. Or both.

Oracle sighed, once again turning his dark glare upon Saoirse. "Legally, I might not. But when you step foot out of this room, then you are all mine."

Saoirse crossed her arms, very uncomfortable beneath his gaze. In an animalistic way, she felt hackles rise along her back despite not being shifted. She shook her body, twisting her back to erase the beastly feeling.

"Then I'll just never leave this room." Saoirse hated his orders. She hated even more how everyone around him worshipped him like a god. He had destroyed her life. No, no. That was his brother.

"You will starve to death in there, Saoirse. I will not allow that."

Eye was watching their interaction silently, but somehow from the hours Saoirse had been forced to spend with him, she knew that look in his eye was one of entertainment.

"So?" Her tongue dripped attitude. She could be as infuriating as she wanted to be in this room.

Oracle's head shook an inch, she was finally digging under his ice cold skin. "You will still follow previous orders given prior to entering your territory. As you and I both remember," He stressed her memory. "I demanded you would not bring harm to your pack members or yourself. That includes starving to death. So you will leave this room."

Saoirse shifted her gaze to Eye. She would need to press him for every single rule in this dumb tribe so she could find a loophole. Oracle wasn't having it with her so far.

"Saoirse," Oracle snapped as she had still been looking at Eye; communicating silently. "Though you think you are safe inside of your territory right now, when you leave, your direct disobedience against me will be in full effect. Now, I have been lenient with you as a new wolf, but I will not tolerate this any longer. If you do not come to training, I will have to punish you."

In her peripheral, Eye yanked his head to the side. She uncrossed her arms, huffing angrily. "Fine, don't get your panties in a twist." She stormed out of her room.

As she did, Oracle took hold of her elbow somewhat fiercely and pulled her away from her room. Eye grabbed the door handle and swung it shut, now guarding her door from re-entry.

His richly coloured eyes looked into Saoirse's centimetres away when he lowers his head, still crushing her elbow in his grip. "You will not return to your territory until I allow it. Understand?"

Saoirse was biting her tongue to keep from the urge to snarl in his face. The pressure of his grip on her elbow increased. "I understand."

He let go. "Good."