Throne of Wolves
I snarled, stepping closer to him.
My stance intimated him, he cowered at my tone.
"Now." I gritted out as he continued his silence.
"I-I" He stuttered, sounding pathetic. His words were tumbling out, feeling under pressure from my narrowed stare.
"My-my leader, he wants to kidnap your mate and…" Clint whispered, obviously worried about my reaction.
Pissed, I rushed forward. My hands gripped his neck tightly, choking him. A choked cough left his mouth as his eyes bulged slightly. A dark growl left my throat as I let go, knowing that he would die if I didn't.
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