Cassian’s POV
“I swear it’s the truth,” Jareth pleaded, his voice unsteady, his eyes wide and begging for mercy. I turned to Maelor, my face a mask, revealing nothing.
“I’ll give you some time to think it over,” I said flatly, releasing the chain in my hand. It clattered to the floor with a sharp metallic echo, a sound that seemed to mirror the collapse of Jareth’s dwindling confidence.
“In the meantime,” I continued, my voice edged with steel, “you’re going to tell me everything about how you came to adopt my wife. I want names whose idea it was, which Alpha sanctioned it, and whether you’re still in contact with the ones who handed her over.”
My gaze slid to Eulalia, who stiffened under the weight of it. Fear radiated off her in waves, her trembling hands betraying the panic in her c
