Chapter 35 Familiar Scent

• [Sebastian POV]
• Two warriors dragged me to the elevator while two others followed us behind. They restricted my hands with silver cuffs. This is the most degrading treatment an Alpha can get from his mate. Six retreated at the back of my head once the silver cuffs touched my skin; he was hurt. He was not angry but disappointed.
• I remember the deep wounds on Dex’s and other guys’ wrists. This silver is so thick, with some spikes touching the skin. There is no way a skin will remain intact with the friction it creates from the slightest movement.