James Turner stopped struggling and trying to break free from the silver chains.

Lance, that dishonorable scoundrel, had said something very important, something that couldn't possibly be true.

"I'm asking you a question, Turner. Do you want to see your Alpha?" Lance insisted.

James nodded.

Lance pulled the chains and partially freed him, of course. He secured one chain around his neck, which connected to another that bound his hands. After properly restraining him, ...