If only the gods knew

What he’d done, had probably been a bad idea. He couldn’t help himself though when he’d first drugged the man. He was related to him somehow, a Klein just like him. Maybe that’s why Req had targeting him. The albino had one goal in mind now and he’d heard plenty of the rumors. A pack he could possibly be of use to. He hadn’t been one for authority given how Ruby ran things. Yet now he’d found himself in a bad habit. The semi conscious red wolf tottering closer to him as they stopped a few feet, a respectful distance, away from the scent lines.

Reqouis lifted his head in a respectful call. He was going to offer up this male as a slave and while Req may not have been well trained he was eager to do something with his life. Well he wasn’t sure what would happen. Given Nirah was from the Armada he wasn’t sure how well this negotiation would go. Yet, he accepted his fate and he would wait for the sovereign to judge him.