Chapter 411 The One In Charge
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Minutes felt like hours as I waited, gauging the room, testing the strength of my restraints, and plotting the first move I could make if they came closer. Whoever orchestrated this underestimated me if they thought fear alone would control me.
I could hear footsteps approaching. Each one deliberate. Each one a reminder that someone else’s plan was unfolding–at my expense. I drew in a slow, steadying breath, preparing for whatever came next. My mind sharpened. If they wanted leverage, I would make them work for it. If they wanted control, I would find cracks to exploit.
And through it all, one thought anchored me: I wasn’t helpless. I wasn’t defeated. I would survive this. I would turn it to my advantage.
The door creaked open, and a figure stepped into the room.
The door opened wider, and the light from the hallway cut into the room. I kept my face neutral, even as my pulse picked up. The man who stepped in wasn’t someone I recognized. He was tall, broad, dressed in dark clothes that looked chosen for function, not style.
“You’re awake,” he said.
“I didn’t think you’d bother checking,” I replied. My voice sounded steady, which pleased me more than it should have.
He shut the door behind him. “You shouldn’t waste energy talking.”
“Then why did you come in alone?” I asked.
He paused for half a second. That told me something. He wasn’t used to being questioned. He walked closer and stopped just out of reach.
“You’re not here to negotiate,” he said.
“Then you picked the wrong person,” I answered. “Because that’s all I do.”
He ignored that. “You’ll stay calm. You’ll cooperate. If you do, nothing unnecessary happens.”
“Define unnecessary,” I said.
His jaw tightened. “You’re not in control here.”
“I know,” I said. “But neither are you. You’re just the one standing closest to me.”
He didn’t respond. Instead, he turned and knocked on the door twice. Another man entered, carrying a tray. Water. Some kind of food. They weren’t planning to kill me quickly. That mattered.
The second man placed the tray on a small table near the wall. He glanced at me once, then looked away.
That also mattered.
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“Untie one hand,” I said. “I can’t eat like this.”
The first man shook his head. “Not happening.”
“Then you’ll be cleaning vomit,” I replied. “And your boss won’t like delays.”
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That earned me a look. He studied my face, probably deciding if I was bluffing. Finally, he crouched and loosened one restraint enough that I could move my right hand.
‘Slow,” he warned.
‘I don’t do fast when I’m tied up,” I said.
They stepped back while I drank some water. I didn’t rush. I needed my head clear. I needed strength.
Who sent you?” I asked.
Eat,” he replied.
So that’s a yes,” I said. “You were told not to answer that.”
He didn’t deny it.
took a few bites of the food. Simple. High protein. Planned.
Someone wanted me alive,” I said. “And intact.”
You talk too much,” the second man muttered.
looked at him. “You talk too little. That’s usually the one who panics first.”
He stiffened. The first man raised a hand, signaling him to stay quiet.
That confirmed it. Different levels of discipline.
Where am I?” I asked.
‘Finish your food,” the first man said.
I stopped eating. “You don’t actually want me weak. You want me presentable.”
His eyes narrowed. “Why do you think that?”
‘Because if this was about punishment, you wouldn’t be feeding me,” I said. “And if this was about ransom, someone would have contacted my people already.”
That got his attention.
“You’re being moved,” he said after a moment. “Soon.”
“By who?” I asked.
He stood. “Get some rest.”
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“You don’t want me asleep,” I said. “You want me alert enough to listen.”
He hesitated. Just slightly.
That was when I knew this wasn’t a random group. This was layered. Someone higher up was giving instructions, and these men were following them without the full picture.
“Tell your boss I’m not stupid,” I said. “And I don’t forgive easily.”
He opened the door. “You should save your strength.”
The door closed again.
exhaled slowly and leaned back as far as the restraints allowed. My wolf pressed against my control, estless and angry. I didn’t let it surface. Not yet.
replayed everything in my head. The timing. Cole gone. Clara’s access. Elias‘ name hovering in the back of my thoughts like a warning I’d ignored too long.
Someone had planned this carefully. And someone close had made it possible.
Hours passed. I couldn’t tell how many. Eventually, the door opened again. This time, two different men intered.
Stand,” one said.
I can’t,” I replied. “You tied me to a chair.”
They cut the restraints without another word and pulled me to my feet. My legs protested, but I stayed ipright.
We’re moving,” he said.
Finally,” I replied.
They guided me down a corridor and into another room. This one was larger, cleaner. A table in the center. Chairs. No windows.
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