Page 18 of Scarred Alphas


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heavy.

"Easy there, big guy," yellow-hair says. "No snacking. It's just a chair. For you."

for... me?

no one gives monster gifts.

only Moon.

gift of self.

of mask.

of strange clothes.

I am confused.

yellow-hair directs other alphas.

struggling getting giant metal chair through doorway.

keep looking at me.

gulping.

door is too small.

have to turn it sideways.

much effort.

much sweat.

weak alphas.

could help.

could break wall instead.

easier.

but Moon would be upset.

so I watch.

finally, chair enters room.

alpha carriers set it down.

heavy thud on floor.

stone den vibrates.

sick alpha appears.

standing in hallway, scratching white hair.

wearing strange clothes.