Aria's POVThe man clenched his jaw, refusing to speak.Beside me, Francis’ gentleman façade was gone. Completely gone. In its place was a lethal, territorial wolf whose eyes promised more violence.His gripped the man's throat and lifted him up with wolf strength The man, big as he was, turned red, choking, his arms and legs twitching.I watched, my breath steady, as the man refused to answer.Then Francis’s eyes flicked to mine as if asking me what I wanted him to do to the man.The stepped forward and asked the man another question, “What’s your connection to that driver from yesterday ago?” I demanded, my voice low, edged with a growl I could no longer hide.The man blinked rapidly. “What are you talking about?”He tried to mask it, but I caught it, the sharp spike of adrenaline, the evasive flicker of his eyes.He was lying…He was afraid.A cold laugh slipped from my lips. “Still coming after me? Whoever wants me dead must have paid you well.” I stepped closer, letting my aura un
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