A BARGAIN WITH THE DAREDEVIL
The man who carried me asked, dropping me to sit on a wooden chair in the middle.
Who is Valeris, and what does Valeris have to do with me? The room was dimly lit and chilly, with only one flaming torch lighting up the wide space and cracking softly. There was a window high up with two iron bars. The sun was only starting to rise, its golden rays penetrated faintly.
“No,” The deep voice says again, echoing through the room. His shadow casted on the cold stone wall swayed as he turned to our direction.
I shuddered weakly. He must be the Alpha, and no, it definitely wasn't Alpha Elan's voice. A thick brown leather belt is immediately wrapped around my chest, strapping me to the chair.
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