The previous actions of Larsen weren't something Elia could disregard; his thought was fixed on Larsen's tone, body language, and eyes. Elia's drive to the clubhouse was a quiet one but with a busy mind.

It moved from his brother to the slave who seems to be the center of it all, Elora. He admitted that she was a very beautiful she-wolf even with the little dirty slave gown, her unbrushed hair, and her plain face with no makeup. A little doll up on her, and she would transform into a goddess, but it wasn't her beauty that got him so curious and interested, but the mysterious things that surrounded...