Chapter 237 A Taste Of His Fury

• Angel
• With the anger heating within me, I drove to our torture house, where I held some of Sparrow's men who we captured during the investigations. My men had followed behind me and finally we arrived at the property.
• The familiar smell of blood hit my memory. This place had memories from the past leading down to my time of rule. It started with Cassie's great-grandfather, the founder of our cartel and down to me.