Chapter 23 Chapter 23

Drake’s POV

Cold iron bit into my wrists.

The chains were thick, heavy, and bolted deep into the dungeon wall. Even if I wanted to break them, the silver laced through the metal made sure that wasn’t happening.

My wolf hated it.

I hated it.

He paced angrily in the back of my mind, snarling at th...

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