Chapter 61: A Spy
Riven crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at Soran, his tail flicking behind him in irritation. "So you wanted to extort him now? Is that why I was bought in the first place?"
Soran didn’t seem the least bit offended by the accusation. If anything, his mood brightened at the mention of extortion, like a cat that had just spotted a fat, helpless mouse.
"That’s exactly right," he admitted with a smirk. "I did buy you. But only because you were a curious specimen."
Riven’s ears twitched at that. Specimen. He bristled. ’Oh, great. Love being referred to as some rare exhibit in a creepy collector’s cabinet.’
Well, Soran was creepy but also hot so it was okay. It balanced out.
"Most half-breeds of any clan lean more towards their animal side than their human one. They’re predictable, instinct-driven. But you? You seem... Different." His sharp gaze flickered over Riven like he was trying to dissect him on the spot. "Unique. And I like collecting unique things."
Riven barely resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
’So, I’m not even a person now? Just another item or thing.’ He thought.
Still, there was something there.
Soran valued unique things.
If that was the case... Maybe he had an angle to work with.