Ironclad Wolves (Precipice of Godhood #1)
“Oh no. A Rhys Surprise special. You know how those usually end up.”
“A mess,” Toby glared at the guy-in-question. “A chaotic mess, which typically involves blood, vomit, shit, or, when he’s feeling a little bit too gleeful, semen.”
Rhys shrugged, smirking complacently at the description. “My only regret is that I couldn’t weave that last one into what I have planned, but it’s going to be good. I promise.”
The Irons heir only reached over and stole the joint from Arthur’s fingers, taking a hit himself. “At this point, I don’t care who gets all the way through. I’m just so fucking ready to be done with this place.”
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