Bram got up early in the morning, able to sleep well with his arms crossed against his chest as he stared out at the pack grounds below He was excited, he was angry, but he didn’t stop strategizing. Even though the morning was quiet, his mind wwe chardic. He knew that now the time had come to strike, but he had to be precise. He couldn’t afford mistakes.
It had taken everything in his not to kill Maris when he saw her with Josh in a compromising position. But had he not controlled his anger and thought of how he could use this to his advantage, he wouldn’t have calmed down. Standing in this toom, he knew exactly what he needed to do
Maris hadn’t returned to the bedroom, scared of him, which was good. He needed to keep that image. The door opened fly and the walked in. He glanced back at her, standing in the center of the room. Her eyes darted nervously and her hands twisted together. He scoffed as to how fragile she looked, like who had gotten too deep into something. He exhaled sharply, and turned his head back to the grounds.
Without looking at her, he said, “You know what happens if I reveal your betrayal, right?” His voice was low, controlled, but it had an edge that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.
Maris flinched “1–I’m sorry, Bram”
He chuckled darkly, “Sorry?” He turned to look at her. “My pack members will kill you.”
She lowered her gaze to the floor. “I swear, Bram, I won’t do it again.” She was on the verge of crying.
Je walked toward her slowly, savoring this control. In a cold voice he said, “I can have you killed before you even have the time to blink”
Her eyes widened in terror. She opened her mouth, but words caught in her throat. She knew that he wasn’t bluffing. She closed her mouth with her hands as tears started rolling down. He continued to watch her, feeling happy for the first time in ages. He didn’t know that he would be so happy to see her miserable.
“I’ll do anything, Bram. Just please-” Her voice trembled, and a sob escaped her mouth. “Please don’t kill me.”
Bram studied her for a long moment, enjoying her fear. It was intoxicating. He would have continued to make her live in fear, but he had other plans. He needed her to do exactly as he told her.
He stepped closer and locked his eyes on her. “You’ll do anything?”
She nodded as she looked at him. “Anything.”
He tilted his head as if to assess her. He narrowed his gaze and said, “Then you will go to your father and convince him to oppose Lucien.”
“What?” Maris was shocked.
“You have to convince your father to accuse Lucien of using dark magic. Magic that’s forbidden. The kind only the High Council has the power to wield.”
“But Lucien doesn’t-”
“I didn’t say he does,” Bram interrupted in a stormy voice. “I said that you have to convince your father he does. My spies say that his wife has survived the curse. How is that possible unless he has used dark magic? Auren is an ordinary omega.”
Maris was horrified as she stared at Bram.
He continued. “If your father believes it, we have the leverage we need to take him down. But your father should have in confidence at least two more alphas who will believe him and are ready to rally against Lucien. Once you do this, I’ll free
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His lips curled into a cold smile. “Then you have to make them believe. And not only him, you have to get at least two more alphas on our side. If four alphas rally against Lucien, we can shatter him.”
She nodded, her face pale. She had no other choice. If she wanted to survive, she had to do this. “Okay!” she said in a shaky voice. “But I have to tell you one thing, Bram. You’re a bastard! If you think you will get Auren by whatever shenanigans you’re playing, then know this–I won’t let her come here.”
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