Killian’s POV
I entered the dungeon, the air thick with the scent of fear and sweat. The torches on the walls flickered, casting shadows that danced over the bruised faces of the Pack Doctor and the nurses.
They sat huddled on the cold, stone floor, their wrists bound behind their backs. I could see the terror in their eyes as they struggled to lift their heads and meet my gaze.
It was clear that Ryder had already gotten to them — purple bruises bloomed on their faces, and one of the nurses had a split lip.
As I approached, their pleas filled the room, a desperate chorus that grated against my ears.
“Alpha, please, we’ve been wronged!” the Pack Doctor stammered, his voice shaking as he leaned forward despite his restraints. “This is all a mistake! We’ve been loyal to you, to the pack! We beg you to hear us out and give us justice. We’re innocent!”
The others echoed his words, nodding furiously, their eyes wide with desperation.
One of the nurses, her voice shrill, added, “We would never betray you, Alpha! Someone has set us up! Please, you have to believe us!”
I studied them for a moment, letting the silence stretch, feeling the weight of their terror seep into the air.
Then, I glanced to Ryder, who stood off to the side, his expression hard, arms crossed over his chest.
His face showed no sign of sympathy, only a steely resolve. He was good at keeping his emotions in check, but I knew him well enough to sense the satisfaction he took in breaking their resistance.
“They refused to tell the truth, Alpha,” Ryder spoke up, his voice low and steady.
“I did what you asked and made sure no one knew about this. They were taken in the middle of the night, quietly, without raising any suspicion.
I made sure that no one saw, no one heard. Even their families think they’re still safe.
Tomorrow, when you announce that they’ve been sent to another pack for medical support, everyone will believe it.
Not even Giselle will know what’s happened to them. And this time, she won’t be able to save them.”
I gave Ryder a slight nod, appreciating his thoroughness. It meant that these traitors had no one left to shield them.
Not even the woman they had risked everything to protect. I turned back to the captives, my expression hardening as I took in their pitiful state.
Their pleas grew softer, more uncertain, as they realized that I wasn’t moved by their desperate words. More than that, there was undisputed fear in their eyes, knowing that they are trapped
“So, this is what loyalty looks like?” I asked, my voice cutting through the silence like a blade. “You claim you’ve been wronged, that you’ve been set up? You think I’m a fool who would believe that after everything you’ve done?”
The Pack Doctor swallowed hard, his face paling further, but he still managed to keep up the act. “Alpha, I swear on my life, we are innocent! We would never —”
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