The Rogue King walked over to the window. Riley stood there, shocked at how slow and nonchalant he seemed, like nothing fazed him. "Well, there goes our witches and our cover. They must have finally acquired one of their own. 'Bout time they found their brains. Oh well, we will just have to leave out the back. Come on, dear." There was a tug at her chains to move, but Riley held her ground. He would not win, at least not now. "No! I'm not going anywhere with you!" "Riley, just listen to him," Ollie said with his head down. "Yes, listen to the pathetic wolf. Let's go now, especially if you want to live." "No! I will never leave with you. I'm sorry, Ollie, but I have to fight. You need to, too! It's our only way of surviving." "He will not survive this. I have control over him. He won't listen to a bitch like you," the King said as he spat at her. And just like that, Ollie was screaming in pain and grabbing his head. "What are you doing to him!" Riley demanded. "You don't
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