Author's POV:
Jeremy looked around the sitting room where he had just walked into with the Beta of the wicked pack, wondering what exactly he was going here. This beautiful place was definitely not his slave quarters. He wanted to ask why the man had brought him here, but unsurety made him decide that it was better to shut his mouth and wait for events to unfold. Whatever that wanted to happen should happen.
"Take this..." he heard, and furrowed his eyebrows when he saw a towel on the Beta's hand. His puzzlement must show on his face, because the man chuckled and went ahead to explain why he was handing him a towel.
