Jared was one of the many Masters that were not happy with the new direction of the city. But the changes were not his choice. The Alpha had come to the conclusion, and all that wished to remain in the city would follow them. Jared didnât like it, but it didnât mean that he was ready to leave. He returned back to his home, quickly downing a glass of whisky the moment heâd entered his study. âWell, fuck,â he whispered, thinking again of Danielle.
    He entered the kitchen, sitting down at the table for a moment, just to think. He hadnât even realized Danielle was there until he heard her voice. His eyes raised. She knew. Of course she knew. All of the slaves had to know. âHello, kitten.â He leaned back in his seat. âWill you be leaving the city with the boatloads of others?â
As soon as she walked into the kitchen, she could smell the stench of whiskey clinging to him. How many glasses had he had? Danielle knew that he couldnât get drunk, he was a werewolf after all and it would be hard for him to get to that level, but she still saw just how hard the news was hitting him. So, he knew then. And his words only drove the point home. He knew. The words echoed in her head until she could find her voice.Â
âI donât want to leave.â She whispered and padded closer to him until she stood right before him, wedging herself to stand in between his legs. âI donât want you to send me away. This life.. itâs all that Iâve known. Iâve never lived outside the walls of this city.â The idea of leaving scared her and she didnât want Jared to send her away. âI am happy with you, Jared.â For once, she was finally really happy and not just playing the game with a Master.Â