The Prey

The voices outside grew louder, more distinct, until the door slammed shut and dinner was long forgotten. I wonder if Alexei heard it, or any of his fathers. It seemed like an emergency since I could see several guards outside through the window, but not him.

When he re-entered the room, his eyes were cold furious and dangerously dark.

For a moment, I saw remnants of the man who destroyed me. But when he strode to the table, cursing under his breath, I realised he was not just furious but pissed to the extreme.

“Someone’s been prowling near the gates,” he announced. “He says he has something for...