Fifty-Four

Lustre’s POV

My mind kept trailing off with thoughts of how exactly Alpha Fleki had intended to punish me for rating my voice at him in the presence of his workers and subjects. However, my wolf quickly calmed me by reaffirming that there's nothing I couldn't handle, and I let my mind wander further but I’d left the fear of uncertainty behind as soon as my wolf comforted me.

I wouldn't put it past him to have me flogged or locked up for a while so that I’d learn my lesson, but whatever punishment he decided to dish out would only fuel my hatred toward him and reignite my motivation to finally subdue him and complete my mission— it's the only reason I was in hell’s hall anyways.

As much as I’d half expected a lighter punishment than any other make would get for speaking up against Alpha Fleki because of his undeniable fondness for me, I didn't think there was a possibility that It’d actually happen until Reid began to lead me toward my room rather than the torture pits or the dungeons.