Omega Bound
I paused, my claws hovering just over his skin.
“It shows her face,” he whispered, sensing my hesitation. “It shows her when he drove over your mate, you want her to pay? Truly pay? Let me walk, and the footage is yours.” Fenrir wanted his head on a stake.
My heart wanted the truth, so as to free Ronan. I leaned in the scent of his fear, filling my nostrils. “Where is it? Now.”
“In the safe….in my penthouse,” he wheezed out.