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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93: You Can’t Prove

my delight as a fifth digit snapped the sound of

three of us that have heard it, so two, times three..” Chase continued while watching Mike drift in and out

Liam nodded at Chase as Adam re–snapped the first digit at such an

Adam scoffed, dropping my Father’s hands behind his back

whatever these men gave him, and if

was injured so fatally,” Adam asked, running a hand through

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 my side, I looked back

giving my Father the rise he obviously wanted from me. “I need to know how to counteract the shit they have given you all, so his wolf can heal him because otherwise… He will die! My best friend

with..” I added, deciding if I was in for a penny,

sigh that had him

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You

I need to find a way to fix this before… it is too

affected all of us?

arched brow.

but before he could hear my words, he yanked the letter open. from 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 didn’t, I watched the three of them exchange a nod and knew it was because they had all failed to reach their

long does Alpha Sebestain have?” Liam questioned the sound of a scream forcing my eyes to fly open. Chase had already moved to Mike and was spinning the letter opener in

you think the pack will say, Charlotte, when they hear you tortured their beta?” My Father asked, clutching at straws.

I knew one of the males was ready to step in in case my Father tried anything. But even I could see he was broken and talking crap; he had

had. No one did!

with them… and I tell the pack the

his lips

ass from fear of the pack finding out.. is proof

and hide.” He seethed at

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

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