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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as a fifth digit snapped the sound of bone crunching loudly

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

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

a wanking hand! Or I may as well kill him now!” Adam scoffed, dropping my

Father deserved whatever these men

Leigh was injured so fatally,” Adam asked,

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!” My Father mocked

“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 more death, and Knox will be blamed for

was in for a penny,

finished my sentence with a sigh that had

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a way to

sure it affected all of us? I feel

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 didn’t,

a scream forcing my eyes to fly open. Chase had already moved to Mike

“What do you think the pack will say, Charlotte, when they hear you

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!

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

can’t prove it!” He snarled, his lips

to save your ass from fear of the pack finding out..

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

you’re dead!” I winked.

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