My Dark Desirable Wolf
Maxwell replies with a grin.
The next hit shatters the door. The wood splinters and falls to the floor in chunks, revealing a tall, solid figure. Klaus. His presence floods the room with an oppressive energy that sucks the air from my lungs. His dark hair falls in unruly strands around a face that might’ve been beautiful—if not twisted in fury and superiority.
"There you are," Klaus says, eyes locked on Shadow. His tone is almost amused, but his gaze burns with murderous intent.
"Here I am," Shadow replies, stepping forward, placing himself right within the circle drawn on the floor.
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