Ruby’s POV
I held out my wrists, eager to be free of the damn chains, but instead of immediately unlocking them, he paused in front of me. His gaze locked with mine intense, unreadable.
“Behave,” he warned, his voice a low rumble.
I rolled my eyes so hard I was surprised they didn’t get stuck.
“Yeah, yeah,” I muttered under my breath. My wolf was practically bouncing inside me, excited and impatient to be free. She was itching to stretch her legs, to feel the earth beneath our paws again.
Behave, mutt, I teased her silently.
Shut up, you love me, she shot back with a smug huff.
Zaliver kept watching me like he expected me to bolt or do something dramatic. When he didn’t spot any sign of rebellion, he sighed heavily and slipped the key into the lock. The chains fell with a satisfying
