His Claws On My Neck
Is she finally given a pass out of the bars?
“Luna, the Alpha will drive you. He’s in this car,” motioned Rei to a familiar Cadillac. Leal nodded, her lips pursed. So he’s here.
Before opening the shotgun, Leal looked back at the local prison and bid a silent farewell to her friends inside. They’ll be mad at her, for sure. But she will get them out, too. She just has to figure out how.
As she opened the door to the shotgun, she locked eyes with the driver. His intense dark gaze was soft, his forehead creasing with worry. Leal sighed and avoided his eyes before going inside.
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