Chapter 72

Finally, Henri's assailant decided to slow to a stop, his hot breath causing goosebumps to rise on his skin.

"Don't scream." A vaguely familiar voice roughly whispered beside his ear, tickling him slightly. "Nod if you understand."

Henri held his breath and then nodded, taking a deep breath when the hand was taken away. "Put me down, please." He said tightly, displeased with the way he was held up like a rag doll.

The Alpha scrambled to obey, gingerly putting him down on the ground. 

Henri turned around, his eyes had adjusted to the darkness enough for him to instantly make out who it was. It explained why his voice was so familiar. It was bloody Rowe.

Why had he snatched him up? What could he possibly want?

"Your Highness, do you remember me? He asked, a hint of giddiness in his voice. He was hulking in the dark of the evening, had he always been that huge?