LOVETH’S POV
My body trembled uncontrollably as fear rippled through me under the weight of his cold, unrelenting glare. His eyes burned with a hatred so intense I wished I could vanish into thin air. But wishes held no power here. His voice was as sharp as a blade, slicing through my resolve.
“Are you ready to talk now?” His tone was void of any warmth, colder than the room around us.
“I…” My voice cracked, barely audible, betraying the chaos inside me.
I wanted to plead, to beg for mercy, but his suffocating stare stole the words from my lips. When he rose from his chair, the movement was slow and deliberate, a predator stalking its prey. Instinctively, I stepped back, colliding with the guard behind me. His grip on my arm tightened, making me wince.
The alpha growled—a low, menacin
