Theo screamed as the blood poured from his mouth. Rowan let go of his mouth and stepped back. “Shut up.” I smacked him once. “You are a wolf, for Goddess’ sake. Act like it.” I shook my head as he whined. “It’s already healed. Enough.” I backed up to the table and dropped the pliers. “Now talk, or we will just leave.”
He shut up after that. “Why did you go and do that?” He growled.
My father snorted. “Did you think we were just going to trust you not to commit suicide? I mean, your little band of traitors created the false tooth for exactly this scenario.” He stepped up to the chair and grabbed the armrests, leaning over Theo. “This way, you can talk to your heart’s content, but you can’t end your life to escape.” My dad pushed back. “Now, listen to your Queen. Talk.”
Theo’s eyes glower
