The Bratva's Bounty

Nicole

“Boom!”

The best sound to ever exist, besides the irritations of Lev Volkov when I best him at every turn.
Silly wolf, he’s not the hunter in this forest—I am.
Lev’s beady blue orbs lock onto me, taking me for some bounty to be claimed.
Too bad I’ve rigged the field around my life.
But that does nothing to stop my little wolf from coming to me and taking a bite of my heart.
I will no longer be the prey with my big bad wolf by my side, so I will sharpen my wits and set the field against those who hunted me.
They will know my wrath and feel its quake before their world is blown to bits—literally.