Zaid placed the two buckets of water down, clenching his jaw when the person who sent him for them chuckled. “Considering that you haven’t eaten in two days, you made it back quick…I see that your alpha genes are no joke.”
Zaid didn’t answer, instead, he watched the man as he approached, accessing the water with calculative eyes. “But it seems the water is not as clean as I expected it to be. There is dirt settled at the bottom. Recatch it.”
“The water is from the river, it has not been purified or filtered. If you want clean water, get it from the pipe.”
“Did you jus…?” The man held his hand up, swiping it across his face with enough power to have him stumbling back. “You don’t tell me what to do. You are a slave and nothing else. As I ordered before, I want cleaner water and I want it
