Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 93: You Can’t Prove It!

Lottie POV

Deciding to ignore my Father, no matter how much it killed me, I turned my attention to the Alphas before me and watched them process the information. I wasn’t sure what way this was all going to go; I had basically given them the rope to hang me and my pack with if they wanted to.

“Your pack?” Sage asked with a proud bite to her voice that had me shifting uncomfortably.

“You know what I mean!” I barked, ignoring her.

“I do… I am just glad YOU know now!” She remarked smugly, making me groan and focus back on the Alphas, realising I was missing one; Chase was standing between Mike’s legs, eyeing him like he was a nice juicy pork chop, while Liam was staring at me with an unsettling look hiding behind his eyes.

“Where is Adam?” I asked as an almighty scream ripped through the room, spinning. I turned to see my Father on his knees before Adam, his cuffed hands pulled up painfully in the air, the metal chain held tightly in Adam’s large hand. It took me a moment to process why my Father was screaming.

But then I saw it: his finger bent at an unnatural angle.

“How many times did he call Lottie a whore again?” He asked Chase, who held six fingers up.

“Six… Really?” Adam asked as he snapped another finger to the chorus of my

Father’s cries.

“I thought it was less than that!” Adam announced, but in the next breath, broke a third, then fourth, digit.

“Well, it was twice. but..”

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screamed to my delight as a fifth digit snapped the sound

two, times three..” Chase continued while watching Mike drift in

re–snapped the first digit at such an angle I knew even his wolf would struggle

now!” Adam scoffed, dropping my Father’s hands

I noted without emotion that my Father deserved whatever these men gave him, and if he thought I would help him,

Alpha Leigh was injured so fatally,” Adam asked,

barked out a laugh, shaking his head through soft, snotty pants. “You need to look closer to home for those answers, sweetheart!” My Father mocked me from the corner he was now nestled in. Clenching my fists at

they have given you all, so his wolf can heal him because otherwise… He will die! My best friend will lose

I added, deciding if I was in for a

my sentence with a sigh that had him almost as grey

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a way to fix this before… it is too

affected all of us? I feel no different?” Chase asked

arched brow.

Mike’s hand and used it to make a small cut on his wrist. We all observed with hopeful eyes for it to heal, and when it

sound of a scream forcing my eyes to fly open. Chase had already moved to Mike and was spinning

My Father laughed bitterly. “What do you think the pack will say, Charlotte, when they hear you tortured their beta?” My Father asked, clutching at straws. “They will overthrow you! And you bastard mates!

body behind me. I knew one of the males was ready to step in in case my Father tried anything.

had. No one did!

with them… and I tell the pack the truth that you and Mike

prove it!” He snarled, his lips curling to show me

You running like a bitch to save your ass from fear of the pack finding

run and hide.” He seethed at me, his eyes

to do when you’re dead!” I winked. at him and stood. My eyes fell on Mike, who was beginning

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