It was a terrible sound and Walker had no idea how the male managed it. He was pumped full of morphine, Goddess’ sake. Black and pink, with skin that wept, he shouldn’t have sounded quite so with it. So... pointed. His breathless cackle should have been delirium, not mockery.
But there was no argument that it was directed at him. At them. As though his people were something to be scorned.
“What’s so funny?” Walker demanded, letting his anger from dealing with the female seep out until he was gripping two cell bars between his fists.
Why did these fuckers want Meriwa anyway? The female hadn’t given him an answer, and he doubted this male would either, but it sounded like they were the ones who stole her pelt. Something dark and dangerously protective unfurled in his soul.
They couldn
