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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digit snapped the sound of bone crunching loudly

us that have heard it, so two, times three..” Chase continued while watching

re–snapped the first digit at

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

without emotion that my Father deserved whatever these men gave him, and if he

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

think Mike is responsible for Alpha’s death?” My Father barked out a laugh, shaking his head through soft, snotty pants. “You need to look closer to home for those answers, sweetheart!”

also injured; he is fighting for his life,” I replied to the Alphas, not 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 will lose her mate! There will be

war with..” I added, deciding if I was in for

finished my sentence with a sigh that

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a way to fix this

affected all of us? I feel no different?”

arched brow.

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

a scream forcing my eyes

the hour!” 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

in case my Father tried anything. But

had. No one did!

pay them to take your body with them… and I tell the pack the truth that you

can’t prove it!” He snarled, his lips curling to

of the pack finding out.. is proof enough!” I replied, unaffected by

hide.” He seethed at me, his

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

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