Riven I don’t want my knees to tremble, but they are. I curse myself, thinking of how I must look in front of this massive, and admittedly terrifying, wolf. I’ve never been the kind of man to let another wolf intimidate me, but this isn’t an ordinary wolf. Evil radiates off of him in waves. I suck in a breath as Marcel’s predatory gaze gives me the once over. “Since we’re introducing ourselves, who are you?” “Riven. Since we’re asking questions, I have to ask you, what the hell are you doing with all of these women?” He looks down his nose at me. “I don’t give answers to pups. You stumbled into my camp, my operation, and decided to be nosy. Leave now and I won’t kill you.” I can tell that he means it. I think of the rattled human girl we saved, with her tattered clothes and pleading expression. He did that to her, and countless other women. The muscles in my jaw tighten. It doesn’t matter. I’m here for a reason, and I can’t leave not having done something about this assho
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