RAVE has been trying to stop himself from bursting out his anger ever since earlier. He was gritting his teeth as he clenched his jaw tightly, glaring his eyes on the guard who’s guarding up the mansion of Alpha Ralf.
“What’s taking him so long?” he gritted his teeth.
The guard looked afraid at him, he cleared his throat and avoided Rave’s intimidating gaze, as if he was going to eat him alive right here and now if he ever made a mistake by his answer.
“I… I’m sorry your highness, I… just do what I was told to do. Alpha… Ralf is still busy and… we have to wait for him to arrive before I could let you inside the mansion,” he replied, stuttering.
He clenched his fists and punched the air as he groaned louder.
“Another minute and I’ll rip down your throat. Call your Alpha!” he growled.
