Chapter 88.

Lance's POV.

The sun filters into the room, and I rub my eyes, feeling groggy, it's morning.

I jerk upright, my eyes widening.

It's morning.

"Damn it!" I curse, it's morning, which means Allyssa had been punished by the head slave, as a result of the order I gave.

I shot up from the bed, running into the shower. I had given the Head slave orders to punish her, but now? I don't want her to be punished at all.

Maybe the head slave has not carried out the task yet, maybe I can get there fast enough to rectify my mistake.

"Shit shit shit, fuck!" I slam my fist against the wall of my bathroom, the cold jets of water drenching me, but it does nothing to calm me down.

I don't understand this sudden concern I'm feeling, sure, I hate Allyssa, but at this moment, I don't want her hurt. I close my eyes as the water cascades down my body, thinking of her in pain makes my chest squeeze painfully.

A low growl rips from my throat, I don't need a psychic to tell me that I messed up big time, and th