Xavier's Pov.
Her blonde hair was chaotic, and her blue eyes stared daggers at me.
Completely unaffected by the pull we had. My wolf whined at the sight of her behind a cell, but I kept a stoic look as my eyes met hers. She was half surprised to see me but held her stern gaze as her fingers clenched around the bars.
“Come to kill me too?” she growled out at me. “Or is the big bad wolf tired of killing innocent wolves today? Tell me, have you reached your killing quota for the day?”
Her voice had my wolf purring like a f*****g cat, but I growled at the words that escaped her lips. Standing my ground and narrowing my eyes at her and her defensive stance.
“You have yet to answer my question, rouge, who are you? And who sent out here?” I asked her.
“Is this a joke?” She asked. “Yo
