I turned towards the guard, my palms sweaty from nervousness. How could I have been so stupid to let myself be caught, and my bitch of a mom had the nerve to judge me when she betrayed her own daughter.
"We're going to Alpha Denton, he'll know what to do."
The guard's crushing grip held my hand, pulling me forward as he walked. His strides were big and it was a struggle to keep up. My heart beat so loud I was sure he could feel the beats pulse in my hand. What was going to happen to me? No one would understand — I did this for us. And Varder wouldn't be unconscious for long. He would say I should be beheaded. I was so stressed, the nervousness I had been feeling leading up to meeting King Denton had manifested as my bladder being full to bursting.
"I need to pee," I told the unfriendly guard.
As I looked at his face now I noticed he had a jagged scar that ran from underneath his eye towards his ear, adding to his scary look. No wonder he was so aggressive.
