ALARIC POV
* whatever it takes - Imagine dragons*
*Trigger warning- human Traffic*
I didn’t move immediately.
Didn’t speak.
Just stood there long enough to take everything in without making it obvious, my gaze moving slowly, controlled, cataloguing without reacting.
Entrances.
Two.
One behind us.
One at the far end.
Exits.
None visible.
Positions.
Clusters of three, four.
At least six different packs.
Bile rised in my troath just as my canines started poking out. Elias wasn’t any better.
His fists were clenched and drops of blood were next to his feet.
“You see this s**t?” he muttered, his voice barely more than breath.
“Yeah.”
My eyes went back to the cages.
Empty.
Waiting.
“Get your s**t together,” I added quietly.
Because this wasn’t the moment.
Not yet.
This
