Eighty

Water splashed over his face. He jolted in shock, shaking his head as he was not able to wipe the water falling from his face.

" I'll talk but promise not to do anything. He is just a kid," he said between exhausted breaths.

"It depends on how lenient I want to be," I answered flatly. Signaling for the guards to release his handicap.

The silver chains came off, he rubbed his wrist easing the dark burns on his pale skin. Getting up from his seat.

"bring him here before nightfall. Or I will come to get him myself and there will be no room for leniency. " I warned as he stopped just by my side.

"Roger that," he said, taking his leave as he was escorted by two of the guards on each side.

Esme pov

"How do you approach a mate who clearly seems to be avoiding you," I said to Claire during our spar session. Swerving away from her close shot to my face. She looked focused, prepping her fist searching for an opening.