Harper’s POV
My patience was already wearing thin. I could truly understand Lucas’s reservations about not wanting me to step foot back on this part of the property. The emotions and memories that had permanently scarred me were doing nothing to ease my temperament.
It wasn’t as though I expected any of the captives to spill their guts to me about their boss. However, the last thing I anticipated was being openly mocked and toyed with.
Erie was scratching angrily beneath my surface. I felt her anger first. She wanted to come out and claw the man’s face off. And, not for nothing, I shared her sentiments.
I bit back a snarl, but Lucas was nowhere near so easily placated. He took a firm step forward and let a fierce growl tear from his chest. It rattled the room into submission.
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