Lucas’s POV
“Why do we need to head back to the holding cells?” I asked patiently.
“Because I am convinced that I may have just solved a puzzle, I didn’t even know what I was working on in my mind,” Harper said ambiguously.
“What?”
“Before you pulled me away from the captive I was speaking with, he spoke about his boss.”
My eyebrows lifted while fighting back the shameful feeling I held toward myself. I wish I hadn’t lost my temper so easily yesterday. Clearly, Harper had once again managed to achieve what others had failed to do.
Although I was not keen on returning to the holding cells. Especially since my last time down there involved tearing Harper out of the place in full wolf with my sanity shamelessly tucked away.
But God knows that I couldn’t bear to feel any more of h
