Kieran strode through the great arched hallway like a man who was being chased…or like he had a ship to catch…
Lyla was still cradled in his arms, blinking up at him, utterly silent now. Her confusion clung to her ( maybe a little sweet but it was like an afterthought).
"Alpha,I can walk. Seriously! But where are we going?Why are you in such a hurry??" She asked, her voice breathless from the sharpness of his pace… or perhaps this closeness… who knows!
He did not answer.Like her words did not reach his ears. Like she wasn't even there.
He kept striding through the halls… the mess to be exact.
Though the celebration still raged on around them…"celebration" was a generous term to describe the situation at the moment.
There were bodies everywhere…drunken, shaken…boozing…barely in their right minds…banging up women here and there…knocking off each others' teeth…clawing each other for pleasure as more alcohol poured.
