To Claim a Sinner
Another chuckle erupted from the void, slower and more mocking than the first one, followed by the sound of a heavy leather chair creaking as the man shifted his weight in the darkness.
The atmosphere shifted instantly, the danger radiating off him becoming so palpable that my wolf instinctively wanted to cower and submit to the sheer dominance of his presence.
I kept my chin lifted even as my pulse thrummed wildly in my throat, waiting for the judgment of the man who could either grant me my revenge or end my life before I ever had a chance to start it.
“Well, well, who would have thought that the perfect little heiress of Emberfang would find her way into a hole like this,” he said, the vo