Emrys went from being confused to shock. Mir really thought he had done this? Every hurtful word coming from his masters lips was like a strike to his body. What was worse was Mir was even giving him a chance to speak, to hear what he had to say.
For the first time since the werewolf had purchased them, Emrys was scared of the man in front of him. So much so that when Mir started coming towards him he took a step backwards. He yelped when the older man grabbed the back of his neck, tears pricking the corners of his eyes as he was shoved towards the bookcase.
"M-Master please!" he managed to stammer out, his whole body trembling. His his eyes widened as he saw the man reach to his belt as he barked out the order. "I-I didn't touch it I swear! I've n-never even opened the case!" he looked up at his master, his eyes pleading for the man to believe him.