The Wolf's Claim
Nor did I want Lana to have to be surrounded by constant violence after everything she had lived through… survived through.
The metal door opened wide before I reached it, and I was greeted by the sight of the familiar, scrawny man chained down to a metal chair in the middle of the room. The cuffs around his neck, wrists, and limbs were tightened as far as they could go.
"Oliver, glad you could make it," Parker said, leaning against the wall closest to the door. His arms were crossed over his chest, but his glare remained on the disgusting rogue in front of us. He wanted answers, and I wanted blood. It was a perfect combination.
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