King Ashton
"So she's up there?" Camilla asked as we stood in front of the abandoned hospital. "Wow, that Brayden must be so desperate to have your wife, huh? Will I rip his head now, so we can bring your mate back home?"
I shook my head, looking up at the window on the fourth floor. My wolf was growling at the thought that my pregnant wife had been kept in such a decrepit place. "I've underestimated him before, I won't make that mistake again." I turned to her, who was looking around as though she felt a sense of danger lurking in the shadows. "I can't thank you enough, Camilla. I never thought I would be asking for your assistance, but here you are, ready to help me save my wife."
"Oh, please. Drama doesn't suit a bold Lycan like you," she chuckled, patting my shoulder with her freezi
