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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My Father screamed to my delight as a fifth digit snapped the sound of bone crunching loudly bounced around the

times three..” Chase continued while watching Mike

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

may as well kill him now!” Adam scoffed, dropping my Father’s hands behind his back and kicking

is some pretty fucked up maths!” I noted without emotion that my Father deserved whatever these men gave him, and if he thought I would help him, he

Alpha Leigh was injured so fatally,” Adam asked, running a hand

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 my side, I looked back at those concerned faces

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

if I was in for

sentence with a sigh

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a way to fix this before…

sure it affected all of us?

arched brow.

his wrist. We all observed with hopeful eyes

eyes to fly open. Chase had already moved to Mike and was spinning the

dead within 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 will overthrow you! And you bastard mates! What’s left

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

had. No one did!

take your body with them… and I tell the pack the

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

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

and hide.” He seethed at me, his eyes locked on

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

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