Chapter 7: Adoptive Brother's Fury
(Marcus's POV)
The cuffs seared into my skin, the silver burning every time I so much as moved. I swallowed back the pain, glaring at the wolf seated across from me.
Dominic Wilde, future Alpha of the Northern Wolf Pack, sat like he owned the place, despite the fresh claw marks marring his once-pristine face. He still carried himself with infuriating calm, like nothing could truly touch him.
I wanted to lunge forward, to tear into him again, but the silver and the walls of this damn cell kept me contained. My wolf, restless but restrained, growled deep inside me. He was furious. I was furious. And this wasn’t over.
"Reckless as ever, Winters."
The sneering voice came from my right. Lucas Crawford, Dominic's Beta-to-be, leaned back in his chair
