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Seraphina’s POVE

The interrogation facility beneath the training compound felt like stepping into a concrete tomb. The harsh

fluorescent lighting cast stark shadows across the gray walls, and the air carried the scent of fear, sweat, and

something darker that made my enhanced senses recoil. Twenty-four hours had passed since our successful

operation, and the captured rogues were being held in separate cells to prevent them from coordinating

their stories.

“Absolutely not,” Damien said for the third time as we descended the narrow staircase, his voice carrying the

kind of finality that most people didn’t dare to challenge. “Sera, you’re pregnant. You have no business being

anywhere near these animals.”

I paused on the steps, turning to face him with the kind of steady determination that I’d only recently

discovered 1 possessed.

“Damien,” I said quietly, my voice carrying its own note of authority that still surprised me sometimes. “I’m

the one who figured out their strategy. I’m the one who predicted how they would respond to our trap. Don’t

you think I deserve to hear what they have to say?”

“What you deserve,” he said, moving down another step to bring himself closer to eye level with me, “is to be

somewhere safe, taking care of yourself and our baby.”

Tm not made of glass,” I said firmly, placing my hand on his chest where I could feel his heart beating rapidly

with anxiety. “I can handle hearing some crude language from captured criminals.”

Damen’s silver-blue eyes searched my face, looking for any sign that I might be having second thoughts.

What he found there must have convinced him that I wasn’t going to back down, because he finally sighed in

resignation.

tone suggested it

was even more oppressive than the hallway. A single metal

walls were bare except for a large mirror that I assumed was one-way glass, allowing observers to watch from the adjacent

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tablet. “Been with the rogue

metal door opened with a clang that echoed through the small room. Two guards escorted a man who looked every inch the savage I’d expected. His dark hair was matted and greasy, his clothes were filthy and torn, and the smell that wafted from him made me

back with restraints that looked

held a predatory gleam that made

I was meat to be devoured-made Ayla pace restlessly in the back of

consciousness.

as the guards forced him into the chair across from us, his voice carrying

we

breeding bitch.”

growl rumbled

floor beneath our feet. His entire

contained violence.

mouth, Damien said, his voice deadly quiet in the

take this as encouragement rather than warning. His gaze shifted back to me,

became even more revolting. His tongue darted out to lick his lips as he

in a

of ass, isn’t she? All soft curves and trembling

pretty when you mount her. Does she

to drop by ten degrees.

a furnace, could sense how close

wasn’t finished with his

got my hands on that tight little body?”

I’d make her forget all about her precious Alpha King

flaring to life.

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though the disgusting

in her after all,” he said with mock

when we break you.”

the revulsion churning in my stomach, I forced myself to remain

us lose

information we needed.

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