He grinned at the sound of the voice which stopped him from executing the plans he had for Lucian.

He stopped mid air, staring at Lucian.

The scared alpha was helplessly laying on the ground, with his eyes shut towards what was coming his way, the only thing stopping him from receiving the dose of his first torture was the voice which had prompted Richard to stop.

"My Lord..", the voice had called out to Richard. The voice seemed familiar, like someone he knew very well, possibly it could have been Luke.

But what would be the right response to his greetings and pleasantries?

He wouldn't have known what he...