Bound to the Demon Wolf
“If I have to ask one more time, you will regret it.”
I scrambled to my feet, wiping the tears I hadn’t even realized were streaming down my face. My entire body trembled as I tried to form the words, my voice weak and shaky. “My… my dead best friend appeared to me. She was real, and… and the blood, it kept dripping off her…”
Carmine’s eyes narrowed, his gaze boring into me with deadly intensity. “Do you think I’m here for jokes?”
“No, I—”
Before I could finish, he crossed the room in two strides, his hand wrapping around my throat in a tight, merciless grip. The force of it made my vision blur, and my legs buckled beneath me.
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