The Lycan King's Fugitive Mate
I turned around, walking slowly as I left the bedroom, stepping over the injured males, and ignoring them completely.
They would tell me everything I wanted to know, and then they would die. Horribly.
"Valerian, the complex should be secure. How many wolves?" Jared asked him via mind link, his mental voice giving me an anchor, grounding me.
"Two." I sent back, latching on to that anchor, sending Jared a mental image of the two cubs on the bed, and then I walked back to the living room. The only person I could trust to do this, I gave him access to my mind, letting my Second see through my eyes. There were five wolves drugged senseless in the living room, all naked, beaten, and dirty. Most of
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