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Bruce seemed almost in his element, if I could call it that. Because of my condition, he had been prevented from truly returning to his focused state—a state Alphas were very proud of. However, as we had the prince in the location we wanted him, Bruce got to work fast, commanding me to help, and I didn’t mind. I loved that he was finding his former self and that he seemed to become calmer as he directed me. He told me to grab a bag he had prepared from the closet with a large blue wolf on it.
I took it and brought it back. I unzipped it, and we pulled out a large plastic sheet, placing it in the middle of the room.
“Take the chair,” he ordered, and I did before placing it in the middle of the room.
“Tell me, are we torturing the guy?” I teased.
Bruce smiled up at me as he crou
