Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

Chapter 93

93 Chapter 93

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.

he said, though his tone suggested it

main interrogation room was even more oppressive than the hallway. A single

walls were bare except for a large mirror that

624

<

93 Chapter 93

up now,” Lucas informed us, consulting his tablet. “Been with the rogue pack for about eighteen months according to the intelligence

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 grateful

behind his back with restraints that looked both heavy

held a predatory gleam that made my skin crawl,

was meat to be devoured-made Ayla pace restlessly in

consciousness.

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

teeth on edge. “Look what we got here. The

breeding bitch.”

reaction was instantaneous and terrifying. A growl rumbled from deep in his chest, so

beneath our feet.

contained violence.

his voice deadly

encouragement rather than warning. His gaze shifted back

to lick his lips as he looked me up and

in

she? All soft curves and trembling innocence.”

when you mount her. Does she beg for it? Does she

the room seemed to drop by ten degrees. I

sense how close he

the rogue wasn’t finished with

what I’d do if I got my hands on that tight little body?”

a real wolf feels like I’d make her forget all

alpha authority finally flaring to life. The power in my voice was

244

<

93 Chapter 93

the rogue’s mouth snap shut, though

he said with mock delight. “I like that. Makes it

when we break you.”

I forced myself to

provoke us, trying to make us lose

information we needed.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255