Chapter 42

Kaelen

“Good morning, Martha.” I Yawned, Varkos with me, making it rumble. She backed away to the corner of the cell, completely awake and I pulled up a chair, turning it around, and rested my chin on the yellow plastic back.

“What do you want with me?” she stuttered, pulling her knees up to her chest, completely terrified that I was in my boxers, and she was only about as tall as my mate, I sigh