Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 89

Chapter 89: What Drink?

Lottle POV

I never claimed to be a great interrogator, but I would be damned if these two got the better of me. Every ounce of suffering I felt through my mate bond was because of one of these two, and they would be paying for that.

“In blood?!” Sage cackled, hopping from foot to foot inside my head, excited at the prospect of being allowed to play.

“If you like!” I replied calmly before turning my attention back to Mike, who was groaning like the coward he was.

“I won’t ask again!” I warned him. Slowly, his head lifted from his bloodied hands to my face; something had settled behind those eyes I once loved and felt safe with that made me feel good: Doubt! For the first time, he was apparently doubting the he had on me.

“I don’t..” He started to say, but I cut him off by pressing my finger into his shoulder wound caused by Knox.

“Charlotte!” My father screamed, and I shook my head, resolving myself to do what needed to be done.

“Help me out, Sage!” I expressed aloud, and to Mike’s utter surprise, my nail elongated into a claw. “Can’t say I didn’t warn you, Mike!” I laughed as I slid the nail into his injury, wiggling it around mercilessly; his screams filling the room were like fingernails on a chalkboard to my father. I could hear him scuffling behind me and knew in my gut that it wasn’t to help Mike.. but rather to make sure I didn’t push him too far and force him to cave, giving me the info I needed.

“FUCKING HELL CHARLOTTE!” M

father roared from where he had gotten

himself to his feet with the support of the desk. Turning my head to glare at him as I pushed my finger further into Mike, his cries booming around the hallway like a ballad of pain that was music to my bloody ears!

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I turned back to look at Mike, I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror

against Mike’s now cozing wound.

the door flew open; the Alphas I had allowed. into the fold stood in the doorway, assessing the scene before us before

chuckled over his shoulder at Adam and Chase, who watched me cautiously, their lips pulled into a tight

stepping into the room. Mike’s eyes met

asked through mindlink; unsurprisingly, I watched his eyes flick to my father behind me, waiting for a sign of

my head; my father’s growled, erupting into the room. “HE has no standing in this pack anymore.. he is a no–one now! The only person who can save you… is me! And I will… if you tell me

whore

Mike, flashing him an apologetic look before I

whores!” Adam announced, into the sound

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