Cry for help

Gamma Kiron had just returned from morning patrol with his men, after passing through the front gates, he’d seen them off to their posts and stopped by the dungeon shortly before intending to retire to his quarters, but something stopped him from leaving when he got to the dungeon gates. It was a loud feminine voice in distress, he recognizes that voice anywhere, maybe its because he hears it often from the outside of master’s bedroom, but the voice sounded just too familiar to ignore. 

Is that not?? No… it can’t be… Ava wouldn’t dare to return here; she knows that death by the hands of her mate awaits her if she ever shows her face around here. He finally ignored it and continued walking his way, before the voice stopped him again, there’s no mistaking it this time… It’s her all right, but what in the goddess’s name would she come back here for? 

Kiron decided to turn