Bite Me, My Fated Alpha KingChapter 62~Theonardo’s pov~The door to the van was opened for me, and I took a deep breath as I stared into Azazra's dull and tired-looking eyes. Her limbs were still bound, and her skin was a ghostish white, her usual bright auburn hair now looking flat and dry.I wondered what the prisons were like. Judging by the way that Azazra looked, it didn't appear as if they were nice. However, I knew that witches were professional, and would want everyone to believe that even though Azazra was a criminal, she was being treated fairly and humanely."Well, would you look who it is?" chuckled Azazra, tutting. "Come to brag to me about how my plan failed?" Her voice was gravelly and husky, and she sounded as if she was in great need of some water."No, actually," I told her, keeping my tone sharp. I wanted to do nothing more than reach into the van and strangle the woman in front of me, but, I knew that I couldn't. The witc
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