Carl lets out a sigh of relief as he squats down in front of Alpha Ryker, his expression filled with amusement and fulfillment.
"What was that, Alpha? I did not hear you," Carl placed his hand on the back of his ear as he leaned towards Ryker.
"Did you ask what was happening, Alpha?" Carl pouts, sighing as he gets up and drapes his shirt and trousers, getting an invisible dirt off his clothes.
"How can you outrightly ask me the obvious, Alpha. Of course, I drugged you. I mean, my Alpha asked me to do it by the way, so don't blame me too much for it," Carl shares as he picks up his backpack and throws it over his shoulder.
Ryker couldn't move at all, he could only shift to the next position using his stomach.
The more he tries to move, the more a sharp radiating pain burns through his entire bloodstream.
He had only one question, "How…?"
"How what, Alpha?" Carl raises an eyebrow, throwing his shoes on nonchalantly, taking his sweet time.
