“What?” they whimpered.
“Raja is going to tell me where Skrofa clan is, and we’re going to drop you off there. I’m sure your clan chief won’t be too thrilled to hear that you were planning on trafficking a neighboring clan’s omega son,” Lorenzo threatened.
The men groaned weakly, too much in pain and fear to argue - they knew they were lucky to escape with their lives.
Lorenzo grabbed both poachers, who remained weakly in their human forms, and then he stared at me, waiting. Without saying a word, I shuffled over so he could carry me as well. It was easiest to travel if I assumed my panther form, so I draped myself over Lorenzo’s shoulders.
“Lead the way, Raja,” Lorenzo said curtly.
My voice cracked. “Okay.”
Lorenzo took to the sky, and with my directions, flew in the direction of Skrofa clan. Nobody spoke a single word for the entire journey.
