Nikolai's pov
“It’s the truth!” he shouted, squirming in his chains.
“I swear, I don’t know where she went. She was gone by the time I realized what had happened. I tried to find her, but… but she’s gone.”
“Not good enough, Dante boy. I need something tangible because your life depends on it,” I chuckled.
“I swear, I swear! Why won’t you just believe me? I’m telling you the truth,” he panted.
“Huh.” I shrugged, my face lighting up with amusement.
“That’s not good enough, because as you can see, the one thing keeping my wolf from ripping you apart is me. So I suggest you start talking.”
My eyes narrowed as I glared at his trembling figure, making him shudder with fear even more.
I pressed the dagger against his skin, and he growled. His eyes turned gold as his canines protruded.
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