Redsand Canyon All through the day

He’s satisfied by her display of submission. He watches her with that curious yellow gaze, raising a cream brow at her. Then all of a sudden she’s looking for Derg and the further she goes the more suspicious he gets. Why exactly does she want to see him? He’s unable to control the jealous squint of his eyes at her, casual smile still planted on his handsome face. 

This woman herself is beautiful, her scars don’t take away from that beauty, rather it magnifies it for the brindled male. Surely Derg sees that too. Such a seemingly sweet personality too. The feeling that’s sinking into his chest is most accurately described as jealousy. He has not right to be jealous over his Overseer. He doesn’t own him. Yet, here he is. 

Donovan doesn’t make her wait too long, for he’s nodding casually at her response. “Okay, Arlette,” a click of his tongue and a quick raise of his brows. “I believe you. Relax.” He practically orders the other wolf so she doesn’t have to continue cowering to the ground. “But no, Derg isn’t here right now. He left somewhere. Can’t tell you where, but he left a few hours ago or something.”

Then he steps heavy paws towards her, moving to slink around her form. Keeping a solid foot of distance between them, he languidly circles her. Making a show of it as his eyes follow her as he goes. “What pack are you from? And what is your relationship with my Overseer?” His inquiry is smooth, almost suggestive and flirty.