No Fate for the Dead

SPECIAL CHAPTER: KLAUS MORZAN

They dragged him in like a sack of grain. The druid's robes were torn and bloodied, his hands bound with iron chains that left angry red marks on his wrists. Two of my best enforcers flanked him, their fangs bared and ready. The druid didn't struggle. He didn't even look afraid.

That bothered me more than his defiance would have.

"Lord Klaus," one of the enforcers sai