Chapter 86. Interrogation

I’m losing my cool quickly, annoyed at being held down, and I wriggle manically to attempt to escape this crazy one, not giving a crap he’s standing right there. The noise of the door beeping and clicking behind him snaps my attention back to it and the dark uniformed figure that comes stalking in as he pushes a trolley with what seems to be a food tray to one side.

“Pipe down, Princess. You know where you are because you hauled ass up to our door and tried to take a look. The question he asked… Are there more of you out there?” It’s a commanding deep, almost growl-like tone from a serious-looking man with a foreboding glare. That feeling of intimidation returns as he makes my braveness pipe down, and I return to still and calm mannered and stare directly at him.

He’s a scary one and most definitely a wolf. Not that my sense of smell is working either. Tall, broad, physically hunky, and good looking in that bland, typical, dominant wolf way, and unnervingly very Santo. T