ALPHA TOPH

“Y-your majesty, we deeply... apologize for the inconvenience, we will find the prisoner immediately,” The chief guard murmured, coming to stretch himself out before me as I looked down lazily at him with nothing short of disgust staining my good looks. 

I let my eyes rest on the whale of a man, shaking my head slowly as I pushed the ringed opals back into the slender shafts of my fingers and squatted to scrape the thick drops of blood from the cool cement of the floor, feeling the scissor of my tongue shoot out to taste the metallic goo.

Fresh. My assumptions must have been correct, Bryan Banks...