Chapter 9. Beneath Me

Chris’s POV

“Please! Someone let me out of here! Help! Someone, please.” I hear a small voice screaming from inside of Bryce’s room.

“Goddess Damnit,” I groan thinking that he has locked another she-wolf in his room for the day. But when I try the doorknob the door swings open easily.

Walking into his room, I let out a loud whistle. It looks good. I have never seen it so clean. I remember Rita saying that Erica was to be assigned to clean each of our rooms as her first assignments here in the pack house. Forcing her to start in Bryce’s room is like baptism by fire, I don’t think he has cleaned his room in the past ten years. But I must say that Erica did an impeccable job.

I look around the room and I don’t see a she-wolf in distress. Chalking it up to my imagination. I turn to leave the room, when I hear muffled sobs once again. I can hear the sound of scratches coming from within the wardrobe in the corner.

I groan angrily. “Fuck, Bryce,” I say