I sigh as I walk out of the house. The poor girl being treated like a slave, by her own parents I think as I shake my head.
“Ah, wait,” I hear Logan call, hearing the door close before I hear a yelp from inside the house. I turn around as I look, seeing the blinds move as I see his wife; rage in her eyes as she’s looking down. I shake my head as I turn back around. I put my hands in my pockets as I walk.
“On the deal of the house,” I hear Logan say.
“I'm sorry sir.” I start to say, “I'm being offered more by another customer.” I say as I turn to look at him walking backward slowly.
“Are you really? That’s a shame really,” he sighs, “You get so much space,”
“Yes indeed, sorry I could not help”
“It’s alright then,” he says as he gives a crooked smile as I smell blood from inside the house. I spin back around as I cringe and push my hands deeper into my pockets.
“Well, it was good doing business with you,” he says, nodding. I nod as I start to walk away from the house. Humans...I growl such cr.elty.