ALPHA CYRUS
She knows something!
The night was quiet, but inside me, there was a storm. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt that level of rage boiling through my veins. Every messenger that came through my door only repeated the same useless thing… no one had found Amelia. No one had seen her. No one knew where that daughter of Jezebel was.
I slammed my fist against the desk so hard that the glass of whiskey tipped and shattered on the floor. The guards outside went still, probably wondering if they should come in. None of them dared to move. Good. Because at that moment, one more wrong word would have gotten someone killed.
“She’s been gone for three weeks,” I growled, pacing back and forth across the room. “Three damn weeks and not one of you fools can tell me where she is?”
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