Canon
Demetrius turned his head as I walked into the room. Fiona was stripped naked and chained to the wall. A pile of bloody wolves was in the corner, and Giselle’s human form was still on the ground.
Nico and Knox’s bonds were weak inside of me, and I felt the panic of the others. The betas were defying orders and racing to my side, but I couldn’t focus on them. I’d roared to them to stay away, but I had to focus solely on him.
Blood was splattered on his face, and when he grinned, there was blood on his teeth.
“Hello, old friend.”
“You sully that word,” I told him darkly as I tried to hold my rage at bay.
“I’m sorry you think that. I do consider you my closest friend, Canon. I always have. I have done everything I could to spare you, but you keep rising no matter how hard I knock
