Rise Of The Silver Wolf
"I already got what I wanted. You've come too late, but I can still offer you
… mercy." The words came out cracked, as if his throat tightened with each one, straining against disuse or some inner decay. In his mind, perhaps he weighed her potential—another tool, or just a loose end? Mercy, for him, wasn't kindness; it was control, a way to extend his reach. Katrina shuddered, her pleas echoing hollowly in her head, realizing too late that bargaining with him meant losing herself.
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