"What do you mean?" Damon asked, frowning, trying to feign innocence, a thin veneer over his true intentions.
I couldn't stand the facade.
"Don't be so innocent," I growled, my patience wearing thin. "Your father has kidnapped my son. I will not spare either of you if anything happens to him," I threatened, my anger simmering dangerously.
Damon's expression shifted from feigned innocence to shock as my words hit him. "Your son?!" he exclaimed, his gaze darting toward Selena, who stood beside me. My blood boiled at the direction of his gaze, and I fought the urge to lash out.
"Yes, my son," I replied firmly, my voice steely with determination. "Your game is over. Now tell me your plan," I demanded, fixing him with a penetrating glare.
"Trust me, Alpha Zander. I don't know about your
