I swear I could feel Mikhail’s bones grinding together under my grip, I kept my face impassive as I shifted my gaze to Natasha, and felt Mik’s free hand cover mine, gently patting and stroking it with comfort. I relaxed my grip slightly and met the woman’s gaze, her expression was grim, but she didn’t say anything about my display of emotions.
“Luna Petrov, please forgive those two,” Natasha said, her voice sincere.
“That is for my Alpha to decide, not me,” I said, my tone firm.
“Yes, Luna. Alpha Nikolai, I would ask for mercy,” she said, her voice respectful.
“I will take it under advisement,” he said, his voice cool. “Ask your f*****g questions. You have one hour. I have no problem killing the lot of you at this point”
“Alpha Nikolai, you do know the council outranks you, correct?”
