Chapter 27

• Ayla
• The weight of Rex's actions pressed down on me, a suffocating blanket. I didn’t know what I expected from a person described as a tyrant and a possessive leader. Sitting across from him at that long, ornate table, amidst the grandeur of the castle, all I could see were the mangled bodies of the Silver Heart Pack in the dungeon. Their screams, their pleas, echoed in the silence between our meal.
• Why did I think that the Silver Heart pack members will just be arrested and questioned? Questioned by the same Alpha that promised me death the first time I came here.