Each of the she-wolves was trapped inside her own cage lined protectively in silver—just what was necessary to thwart any potential attempts to shift and escape. Entirely bored, the Beta was pacing the space and whistling to himself. Sure, he could have assigned one of the underlings to watch the two, but he no longer trusted any of the wolves. The very episode that precipitated this moment was proof enough that none of them could be trusted. So, until he had the time to vet out the traitors, he was stuck attending to this bullshit by himself.
"Hey sexy," Crimson called from her confinement. "Wanna fuck?"
Ryan actually laughed at this, displaying his brilliantly white teeth. "No, I do not, and I never will. And I will never grow tired of telling you no. No matter how many times you ask, no matter how many ways you find to phrase those words, the answer will ALWAYS be no."
"One day you will change your mind," she purred seductively. "One day your old lady is going to lose interest in sucking your cock, because one day she's going to be too exhausted with all those damn pups. Her tits will sag and her cunt will lose its elasticity, and she'll be useless to satisfy your needs. When that happens, call me," she winked.
He nodded and did not even bother to glance in her direction. "Sure thing, little girl. Don't wait for that call, though."
"When do we get out of here?" the Luna whined from her cage. "It hurts to sit like this. I'm uncomfortable. I thought I was the big cheese or something, aren't I?"
The Beta snorted. "It's going to hurt a hell of a lot worse when your ears are clipped. So be careful what you wish for, Big Cheese!"
As he walked past, Crimson tried to reach a hand out between the bars of her prison to touch the Beta's leg. When she failed and her wrist received a contact burn, she cringed. "What of my mate?" she demanded, annoyed. "I want to speak to my mate!"
"What of him?" the Beta stopped and stood just out of her reach. "We both know that he aided the two of you in this fiasco." When she did not immediately respond, he taunted her with a smirk: "Are you going to stay loyal for once and try to deny that?"
"Fuck no!" she actually laughed. "He's being punished too, right? He got us off the property and covered in our absence. He's just as guilty!"
Ryan laughed at her candor as she rolled her mate right beneath the derailing train. "Of course. But he is not merely having his ears clipped for his involvement." Catching himself and biting his tongue from offering the pair any additional information, he simply shrugged. "The Alpha will deal with him separately."
"They found out," the Luna gasped, clutching her arms tight around her middle and beginning to cry. "They know that we lied." She glanced up at the Beta then over to her best friend, her tears brimming. "They're going to kill Teej for—"
Crimson hissed and tried to lunge through the bars of her cage. "SHUT UP!"
Ophelia shook her head slowly, careful not to touch anything. "He's going to murder TJ. Oh goddess, he's going to murder TJ dead. I told you, Cee. I told you that Gargamel would know—he's not stupid!"
"Clearly you are," her best friend gritted her white teeth. "Shut the fuck up, Phee!"
Sitting down into the sole seat in the room, the Beta placed his elbows onto his knees and grinned at the two she-wolves. "Oh, don't even worry about me. I'm not even here, not listening or anything."
"I don't like this," the Luna whined. "I'm uncomfortable and I'm worried about Teej. If Gargamel finds out, he'll kill him and he's too pretty to be dead."
Ignoring her, Crimson eyed the Beta with ferocity and determination. "I want to speak to the Alpha. I DEMAND to speak to Chris right now!"
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White Lightning
Werewolf[Ongoing Serial Novel][Werewolf] [MIW] In our world, for every female pup born there were five very eager and wanton males waiting for her to turn of age. Some packs considered their females to be ripe at sixteen, but my great-grandfather had establ...
