The Wolf God's Unwanted Luna

Chapter 102: Chains and Promises

The two unfamiliar guards backed off quickly, letting Johnson and Luke step in on the opposite side. I blinked in disbelief. Stars above, how heavy is Zaliver? Watching them maneuver his massive body toward the car felt like watching a group of determined ants trying to haul a boulder.

Johnson pulled the back door open, and the guys clumsily hoisted Zaliver in like some unconscious giant. Even in his knocked out state, he still looked regal. Calm, almost. Like he’d just chosen to nap right in the middle of all the chaos. They shut the door, casting me uneasy glances before walking off to rejoin the small crowd of murmuring guards. Their expressions had shifted. They weren’t gawking anymore; they were watching me differently now.

I straightened, turning my attention to Algebra. " please take us back to the house. The one Zaliver and I stayed in."

He nodded, slipping smoothly into the driver’s seat. But I had a stop to make first.

"Oh, and Algebra?" I leaned forward slightly, resting my arms against the back of his seat. "As his Beta, I’m guessing you know better than anyone what kind of beast Zaliver can be, right?"

He flicked a glance at me in the rear view mirror, his jaw tight, before giving a short nod.

My lips curved into a sweet smile. "So I assume you and the others must have come up with a way to restrain him, just in case?" I asked, keeping my voice light as honey.

He hesitated, shifting slightly in his seat, then nodded again.

"What do you use?" My tone stayed airy, almost innocent.

His lips pressed together into a thin line, and he shook his head stubbornly.

I narrowed my eyes. "Tell me," I snapped, letting the full weight of my command slip into my voice.

"Shots," he muttered finally, yielding to the pressure.

I slumped back a little in my seat, disappointed. "Oh." That was the last thing I wanted: drugging him into submission. No. I needed him to wake up, look at me, and feel everything.