THE LONE WOLF
Furious.
“Listen carefully, lone wolf,” he growled, his breath on my lips. “You have a ten-minute head start. After that, I hunt you. And when I catch you…” He let the blade trail down my cheek, not cutting, just promising. “I’ll make your parents’ deaths look merciful.”
He let go. My head hit the dirt.
“Cut her loose,” he ordered.
Darius hesitated. “Alpha, the mate bond—”
“I SAID CUT HER LOOSE!”
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