The Rogue's Claim

The thick floorboards groaned beneath the punishing weight of Malachi’s boots. He paced the length of his shadowy office, the flickering candlelight reacting to the violent, restless energy surging just beneath his skin. He could not settle his mind. He could not settle his wolf.

The air in the room felt impossibly tight. Suffocating.

They were trapped in a relentless mental loop regarding the