Sandy was devastated after hearing the news this morning; her Conor was arrested last night, he didn’t make it back to his home after sneaking into the packhouse to see her, and now, he’s in prison, he’s in that cell because of her, and he’s going to be executed tomorrow because of her. NO! She couldn’t stand by and watch this happen; she couldn’t stand by and let her brother kill the only man she’s ever loved. No way in hell was she going to allow it.
She’d reached her destination, and in front of the dungeon gates, two heavily bodied guards stood in the way.
“Open the gates,” she commanded. “I want to speak with one of the prisoners.”
“Which one ma’am?” The guard on the left asked her.
“Omega Conor.”
“I’m sorry princess, but the alpha gave strict orders for Conor’s cell not to b
