JOE"Kitten," Michael murmurs, fighting back the smile tugging at his lips as he watches Joe fume from behind the silver bars. "You really do think you have nine lives, don't you?"Joe glares at him, arms crossed tight over his chest, the motion making his thin cotton shirt stretch across his shoulders. "I see you came to mock me."Michael smirks, unable to help himself. "You know this is my private quarters you tried to sneak into, right? Who else would they call?""They should have called Rebbie, like I asked.""Still haven't learned your lesson from last time, have you?" Michael steps closer to the cell, watching Joe's jaw tighten. "The last time you got caught breaking into my room. Need a reminder, sweetheart?"Joe's breath catches, his eyes dropping to the floor. That night haunts him still, getting caught with Janet Rose, his brother's aide, both of them trying to find evidence against the Silverclaw pack. Tito had bailed out Janet Rose, but left his little brother to face Mich
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