“I’m going to rip your fucking hands off if you keep holding me like a dog!” William growled and, even though he was far away from him, down the hall, Hunter could clearly hear the commotion he was causing as he was taken back to his prison cellar. “Well, if you weren’t acting like a mad dog, we might treat you differently!” Isabelle retorted, and, if it weren't for the slight tremor in her voice, anyone would think she was talking to a random prisoner, not her own mate. “What are we going to do with this boy...” Felix muttered, clearly not wanting the wolves that were moving away from them to hear his concerns “I thought this offer might make him see reason and believe us, but... If even that wasn't enough...” “Hey, I don’t want to see you with that sad puppy face.” Octavia touched his chest, with that expression that anyone could mistake for annoyance, but was actually concerned “That boy may have a whole ocean of traumas trapped inside him, but none
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