Chapter 77. Why Is He Here?

Kade’s POV

I was sitting on the wooden chair pressed up against the wall. My arms rested on my knees, and I hung my head as my eyes pierced through the bars directly at the stranger who’d walked onto our pack.

His fingers circled the metal bars; my eyes were fixated on where his flesh pressed against the metal, the metal which had wolfsbane seeping through it and should cause acidic burns. His hands were unbothered, the same pink complexion, and no smoke was steaming from his skin.

Leaning against the bars he raised his head and looked at his hands.

“We’re not affected by wolfsbane,” Justin said.

“That’s going to make torturing you much trickier.”

Justin scoffed and nodded his head, but I saw the anger seeping through.

“You could always try asking me.”

I leaned back against the chair and crossed my arms.

“Where’s the fun in that?”

His nostrils were widening, and his chest was rising; he was getting angry, good.