Hunting Wolf: Black Mesa Wolves #3 - Plot & Excerpts
Even Rafe's breath practically on his neck didn't stop him, despite his brother's raised voice and grip on Caleb's shoulder. His murderous gaze landed on two caged cells against the wall of the basement, which held two visibly nervous rogues. Their fear stink filled the room. Bastards had it good. The cells were nice. Clean, well-lit, comfortable. Hot meals daily, private bathrooms, kindness and courteous behavior from their captors. The rogues who'd tried to kill his brother and his brother's mate were living in damn high style, even if they were locked up. That didn't matter, though. They were part of what seemed to be an insurrection. For that, Caleb had no forgiveness in his heart. Another sudden flurry at the door announced more wolves rushing in. A light, feminine exclamation behind him had Caleb pivoting on his heel. His gaze met Rielle's. Her velvet brown eyes were dark, her mouth slightly open as she took in the high tension of the scene. He barely registered his mother and another wolf with her.
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