Gabriela
"Surely you'll at least send her with a key for these?" Aaron's beta loops a single finger around the chains linking my wrists together, lifting them high in the air above my head.
There's a subtle shifting behind me, the sound of one or two of the enforcers patting themselves down as they search for said key. I doubt they even brought one, probably banking on the fact that my new owner would appreciate me chained up and compliant.
It's a surprise to all of us that the Soleus pack would even want me able to walk around freely.
Aaron's beta frowns deeply, his eyes fixated on something over my shoulder while he continues to wait with his finger still looped under the chain. I'm desperate to know what he's thinking—what Aaron is thinking, for that matter.
The alpha's expression
