Wanting Annabel

Alac stormed angrily down the stairs, his eyes red and his fists formed in a punch. For the first time in a long time, he felt the urge to make her feel pain but why did it all bother him so much?. Yes she had provoked him but that had been because she was scared but of what?. 

  No matter how hard he tried to justify what she did, it still wasn't right. She had disrespected him as her Master and he refused to make it slide. He was a Wolf and definitely had the higher authority, he would make sure he puts her in her place, her place as nothing but his pet.

" Hi."

  He heard someone scream out happily followed by giggling. He turned in the direction to see Alia waving at him, smiling brightly. She had her hair packed up in a ponytail, just the way he liked it. She had on s short White sleeveless gown that reached the knee with her left hand behind her.

Was she hiding something? Maybe a gift.