The ropes were finally cut.
Selena ripped the sack from her head with shaking hands, her breath heaving with fury as she took in the dark stone chamber around her. The stench of damp earth clung to the air. Two guards stepped back, avoiding her venomous glare.
Then he walked in.
Alpha Lucas.
Tall. Broad. Eyes the color of frozen steel, giving him the permanent look of a man who had never known softness. His power rolled into the room like smoke, choking the space with dominance.
But Selena didn’t flinch. She was royalty.
He narrowed his eyes as he stalked closer, boots echoing ominously against stone. “Where is she?”
Selena raised a brow. “You tell me. You’re the one who kidnapped a princess, you brute.”
Lucas’s eyes flicked to the guards, then back to her. “You’re not the girl I a
