Machiavelli’s eyes wandered beyond his daughter, beyond her mates, all the way to the warriors dragging Hadeon through the village to imprison him before a final debate could be held on what to do with him.
A muzzle was put on Hadeon as a precaution, but the warriors had dosed him with a strong tranquilliser laced with a few drops of wolfsbane, ensuring he’d be far too weak to shift into his wolf or access his tainted Alpha’s Roar again.
They intended to keep the dosage steady to avoid any more destruction at his hands.
He growled, “So it’s true. It was all him.”
Suki nodded in her father’s arms.
“I may never let you out of my sight again,” Machiavelli said, squeezing his daughter tighter.
Suki pulled away, taking his shoulders and gripping tightly. “I’m safe, I’m here, and I’m
