Chapter 40

• Russell's POV
• In the spacious dining room, which resembled a palace, Myra was banging her head on the ground with a resounding thud, her face etched with horror and pleading. Tears streamed down her face like a breached dam, as she wailed, "Alpha Russell, please spare my life in consideration of my years of service at Serene Manor. I had no choice. My son is still under their control!"
• Her voice trembled, as if all her strength had been drained, leaving only desperate pleas.