New Orleans Bad Boys
He smiled darkly as he leaned his face closer to me.
“We hear there are quite some dangerously skilled hunters. Hunters that my dear rogue has been lucky to be in entanglement with.”
My eyes widened for a split moment. Ash!
“I’ve not been in contact with any werewolf Hunter!” I replied and he chuckled dryly.
“Ash Luxton,” his eyebrow arched in pride. “Leon Luxton, Damon, Barron, Williams, Alston. These names sound familiar?”
“No.”
“You better choose your next words carefully darling, your friend’s life is at stake.” He said and the guard placed a small knife on her neck.
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