My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 355

Chapter 355: Chapter 355 Shadow Takes Form

Marcus’s POV

They pushed too far this time.

And left evidence behind.

In the interrogation room, I face Remy across a metal table while Zora positions herself by the entrance and Kian observes from the corner.

"You overstepped," I state flatly.

His head dips in acknowledgment.

"Under whose orders."

The silence that follows carries weight.

"You lack the skills for independent reconnaissance," I press, keeping my tone controlled. "Your movements suggest someone fed you detailed instructions."

His muscles tense.

"They claimed you were breaking apart," he suddenly admits. "They insisted the alliance was tearing you down."

The confession drops into the room like a stone.

"They convinced you of this," I respond.

Another nod, his breathing irregular.

"They promised that enough pressure would make you turn against each other."

Heavy quiet settles between us.

Trust breaks before anything else.

There lies the truth.

External manipulation confirmed.

"Identify them," Kian demands from his corner.

Remy shakes his head rapidly.

"The Alpha remains unknown to me," he explains. "I only met the Beta."

"Give me the name."

He hesitates before answering.

"Vane."

The name strikes no immediate recognition, but Zora’s posture shifts.

"Former Ridge line enforcer," she explains quietly. "Vanished two winters back."

Not a natural rogue.

Systematic.

"Their location," I continue questioning Remy.

He swallows hard.

"Northwest valley territory. Mobile camp. They relocate every few days."

Strategic.

Fluid.

Watching.

The bond between Kian and me pulses with sharp awareness.

"They instructed you to probe boundaries and retreat," I conclude.

"Correct."

"Tonight’s mission."

"They demanded escalation to trigger visible breakdown."

They anticipated either pursuit or obvious internal collapse.

Instead, they abandoned him.

Or he disappointed them.

"Why did they leave you behind," I ask with deliberate gentleness.

His gaze drops to the table.

"I moved too slowly."

No rescue mission attempted.

Expendable.

The room grows thick with tension.

I rise from my chair gradually.

"They are accelerating their timeline," I inform Kian.

"Agreed."

"They shifted from simple testing to psychological warfare through prisoner manipulation."

"And miscalculated our response," he adds.

Possibly.

Or this represents another strategic layer.

I face Remy again.

"You will remain here under guard," I announce clearly. "No harm will come to you."

Surprise flickers across his features.

"They warned us you executed captured rogues," he admits.

I maintain steady eye contact.

"They fed you numerous lies."

That defines their approach.

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