Matthias coughed spitting out
blood and peered out past a mask of blood with his green eyes. If Nathaniel
didn't stop he would be dead. He had misjudged the kid and knew that the
anger and rage Nathaniel felt went deeper than just him being here at the
house. Matthias was scared. If he did anything to set Nathaniel off again,
it was over. He would die.
Matthias realized there was only one
thing to do. He slowly pulled himself up into a submissive posture crawling
toward Nathaniel with his head down low. Looking up with a whipped look
in his eyes, he said, "You are dominant. Higher in the pard, I ask for
your protection. I submit myself to your will and offer myself to you in
all that you do." He fell down onto the floor weak from the beating he
had just taken and waited to see if he would live or die.
