Re: Holding Pens: Stiles
"Of course, Master Hale," the auctioneer said with a nod, "we will deliver him without an added scratch. He is now your property after all and we respect that." The auctioneer was very happy to get rid of Stiles. "We will deliver him around one this afternoon if that is ok with you." Saying his goodbyes the auctioneer left Derek alone with his new slave and went off to make the next sell.
Stiles was glaring hate and anger at Derek and he wished he could kill the bigger male with his glare alone. Derek would be dead a hundred times over if that was possible.
Not wanting to stay by the bar so Derek could expect him even more Stiles moved to the far side of the cage and sat down, with his side facing Derek. He so didn't think that his day would end up like this.