C7 0007

ALPHA ROMAN'S POV

In the dark cell, my wolfish golden eyes were what stood out; my wolf was completely in control, and my huge black wolf was lying on the cold floor with its head on its lap. Its tongue stuck out as it studied breath resound in the dark cell. It was the last day of my imprisonment, and I couldn't wait for it to be over; I couldn't wait to step out in the open again