#Chapter 128: A Few Scars

Draken

The station was cold, sterile, and reeked of stale coffee. I sat in the interrogation room, my fingers drumming against the metal table as I waited for the man to be brought in. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, already giving me a migraine. Or maybe that was just the sensation of my wolf stirring restlessly beneath my skin.

My wolf was agitated by the confinement. After our stay in t